[Silver Sand Stretch]

Zabb nods, understanding what's unspoken. "That makes sense!" He declares, then smiles like he's scolding a silly younger sibling. "You really thought I'd smite you just for that? Although... with the way some angels in other worlds are, I can't blame you." He frowns in disapproval at that. "If I even came to tell them you had a good heart, they might want to try and smite me!"

He flies around in silence and picks up some seashells that he shows her, then pours in her bag. "I feel like I should reassure you that you're not your mother." That means two things: it's her mother's sort that he despises, so she's in no danger; and to reassure her that she's not a bad person by just because she's her mother's spawn.