"Nothing will happen for it, Kabe," assured Azrael, her smile gone soft, gentle, "That's pretty ballsy of you, I'll admit. But isn't that what love is all about? Having the balls to admit that you are fragile around someone? That they have your heart in their hands? It is finding the strength to admit your weaknesses, and to find that those weaknesses are pure and beautiful. Why, if anything were to happen to my dear Calliope, I would be shattered. I can only imagine what sort of passionate, fiery romance will envelop the two of you, as intense as the two of you tend to be." She meant it in the kindest sense of the words - she loved their vehement pursuance of all they intended to do, and how alike they were with how fired up they got about everything. If angels had star signs, she mused inwardly, they'd both be Scorpios.
"You know, I sorta hope you can take on this job and him at the same time. I know you have the capacity to, but you might get frustrated. I don't want you two to have arguments because you're out on jobs a lot."