Bel should have payed more attention to his surroundings, but it all felt so dulled out now that he had calmed down and his heart was no longer beating so rapidly. He didn't even notice that the angel had pulled him over to the ledge. The kiss Harp had placed upon his hand felt like a small inferno, it was all he could focus on... at least for a few moments before the angel gave one last tug! And over the ledge they went. No scream or panicked noises escaped him as they started to a fall downwards. 

Bel spent a deal of time on rooftops. He liked to watch the sun rise and set. He liked it more though when it was dark and rainy. It was only natural though that he had jumped from them from time to time, a fall like this was fatal to humans. But he wasn't human, nor was Harp. But did the cupid have something else in mind? He had been talking about black wings before... but the demons mind was still in quite the haze... all he could think about was Harp smashing into the ground. Which was not a very pleasant thought currently, though it might have once been. He didn't even have the time to think about any humans that might spot them like this, either. 

Though instead of flipping his lid like he so wished, he sucks in a sharp breath and holds on tightly to Harp. "Do you have a plan, or did you just throw us off the roof for fun?" He mutters out, obviously having a backup plan... just in case.