[Nothing Denji calls him is any worse than what Aki calls him, so aside from the epithets being a bit more creative, Angel doesn't respond or seem fazed by them. At least until...]
Hey... [Is he choking? Oh god. For real, is he choking? What do you do when a human is choking...? He has no idea. Can't he just spit it out? Should he cut a hole in his throat? Mostly he's concerned because he's pretty sure this would ruin Aki Hayakawa's day even more than it already is if he dragged Denji's lifeless corpse home and asked for some blood to bring him back with, but he's also realizing he doesn't really know what you're supposed to...]
[Suddenly his eyes light up from a memory. Smacking someone in the back because they swallowed a bone while eating some fish. He can't place where the memory came from, where he saw this occur, but he remembers the smack to the back clearly, a full, five-fingered slap. Standing upright he moves the few steps over to Denji and, after securing his sleeve over his hand, smacks his back hard just once - but honestly Angel's definition of "hard" is more like a teenage girl's who has never lifted more than schoolbooks. He takes his hand away and leans forward to look at him.]
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Hey... [Is he choking? Oh god. For real, is he choking? What do you do when a human is choking...? He has no idea. Can't he just spit it out? Should he cut a hole in his throat? Mostly he's concerned because he's pretty sure this would ruin Aki Hayakawa's day even more than it already is if he dragged Denji's lifeless corpse home and asked for some blood to bring him back with, but he's also realizing he doesn't really know what you're supposed to...]
[Suddenly his eyes light up from a memory. Smacking someone in the back because they swallowed a bone while eating some fish. He can't place where the memory came from, where he saw this occur, but he remembers the smack to the back clearly, a full, five-fingered slap. Standing upright he moves the few steps over to Denji and, after securing his sleeve over his hand, smacks his back hard just once - but honestly Angel's definition of "hard" is more like a teenage girl's who has never lifted more than schoolbooks. He takes his hand away and leans forward to look at him.]
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