Fighting back a smile, Camael arched her brow at Abaddon. "You? Thanking me? Goodness, the world must be coming to an end." She shook her head but let the smile slip. "You're welcome," she finally said. 

She stood up and stretched her limbs, bringing them back to life. "Shall we? We could attempt to speak to the Creator from here, but I'm not quite comfortable surrounded by such sinful texts."