"If they can hold us at all, who's to say they can't hold us forever?" He can't help but to ask, looking back up at Raphael with worried eyes. It's entirely pessimistic, but considering everything that's happened around here, and the very fact that this place can trap all four archangels, it doesn't leave him with much hope that they'll ever find a way out. Raphael's words don't go unappreciated, it's nice to hear that he doesn't plan on letting anyone harm him or anyone else, but... Well. This place has successfully suppressed all of their powers. There's no way he can truly make a promise like that, not here.

"Your words are kind, but I don't believe any of us can guarantee such things. I don't know that we can guarantee anything while we're here." He shrinks slightly, averts his gaze from the archangel, and shakes his head.