@DAMNEDDEALS
"Holy—" Set almost cursed, but he quickly stopped himself and cleared his throat, almost in embarassment. Not having complete control of his surroundings felt strange. This forced transportation had shocked him, but it also left a pleasant taste in his mouth.. Uncertainty, maybe? Or was it, fear? Either way, he chuckled to himself when he found that this demon had brought him to an entirely different place. How ironic, a god who had the power to possess and toy with mortals, to be dragged around reality by a former human.
"Well, isn't this just lovely?" He asked rhetorically whilst admiring his new whereabouts. He then walked up to the armchair that was placed right in front of the burning fireplace, and sat carefully, testing the comfort. Ahh, there was no trick to this. The god sighed and relaxed, although still concerned about Alastor's intentions. He seemed a tad too friendly. "I do appreciate the gesture, radio demon. Hazbin Hotel, you say? And you are the owner? Unexpected.. I would have thought you were the kind of demon to handle more bizarre activities."