𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇.

He’ll consider it for a quid pro quo.

… no thanks. Too much power and he doesn’t want certain individuals coming after him.

He doesn’t really feel like explaining. Just know he hates the color purple and if he ever sees 𝘩𝘦𝘳 or any of her associates with multi-colored stones he’ll find a way to get the entire universe reset.

Long story. He doesn’t even think it’s her actual guy. Q thinks that the 𝘨𝘶𝘺 thinks so, and Death just lets the guy believe it.

The other 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 was much more up front about these things. Nefarious threats and whatnot. Her boyfriend was very… intense…

he understands. the point is, anyone or anything can be a threat. especially a concept with absolute power. should she be anything but true 𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭, it could potentially lead to the end of times. ARMED means to avoid that.

afraid i'm not good at either of those, dearest Death. but, if it is 𝘢𝘳𝘵 you seek, i've had a few centuries to master whittling bones.

He believes he knows the answer, but he’ll play along, as she did. “Not a clue, how so?”

Mm. Now I feel even worse.

You’re welcome. So, I’m guessin’ it’s not my time yes, since I’m still here.

she’s assuming ARMED just trusts her to never have malicious intent. if that were the case, the division would’ve never formed. and personally, he’s seen universes where the most benevolent heroes have been turned bad. so yeah, she’s a threat.

….. she does know she’s a 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, right? a real big one.

and that cost is—?

great. well, as long as those good days string together consistently, her threat level will remain moderate.

whoops! can pretend she didn't hear then? pretty please?

of course! maybe a few more sweet words will do the trick and she'll decide to get off his ass.

she was poking dirt a bit ago. it’s a good day.

He does. In every sense of the word, no matter how much arrogance and rage he hides it behind. He's relaxing some ... slowly. "Gyros," squint, following the scent of roasting lamb.

Sorry. For being a dick.