
Apollyon lay there like that for a while, then shifted onto his back, finding out he was even more comfortable in that position. He lazily looked upward at the sky and the tops of the trees as well.

Apollyon relaxed, getting more comfortable on the ground by lying down fully on his side.

Apollyon looked pleased and satisfied with what he saw.
((If I abruptly disappear, it means I've departed for the night.))

Apollyon was wondering what was written on the trunk.

Apollyon stretched his wings out around him, watching still.

Apollyon watched, moving to recline down on his side on the ground, propping himself up with his arm.

Apollyon watched her before sitting down near the fort.

"I see. Well, I was just in Hell hours ago and never saw him. But I did not look everywhere in Hell. There are times when a demon, or even the Devil himself, will take a soul out from the pit of Hell temporarily in order to torment them in another place. I will keep my eyes open next time I go down there."

"There was one thing you said that interested me. This Drew Tims you were talking about.....Could this be the same guy that was your troublesome ex-boyfriend I saw?"

Apollyon removed his arms and straightened back up.

"Well, thank you." There was a note of mild amusement in Apollyon's voice.

Apollyon was silent as he hugged her, but he still didn't mind. This was an interesting experience for him.

Her big smile was contagious, to the point where Apollyon found that he couldn't hold back a small smirk. Leaning down, he slowly wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm not a hugger," Apollyon said, noticing what she almost did. "But if you and I are going to be friends, I reckon I can allow exceptions with you."

Apollyon paused. "Very well, I'll accept that."

Apollyon raised a brow. "That's a new one.....What's that supposed to mean? 'Best Friend' in another language?"