Xas is still peering at the photograph, glancing with silent interest between the enormous arm on the baby and the enormous arm Hellboy just used to light his cigarette. But he doesn't ask. It doesn't seem polite, somehow, and mostly he's charmed: he was cute.

"Well, thank you for that," he says, a little amused - until he remember that it's not his Earth they're talking about, anyway. Lucifer thought Earth was Hell enough on its own without sending demons there. The thought makes him sober up, tugging absently on a strand of his own hair and missing Lucifer (the bastard) more than he'll ever admit to anyone, but after a moment he smiles again and asks, "Are you Catholic?"

He doesn't have a sense for blessedness - before today he'd never even been inside a church - but Sobran was Catholic, and it made him happy, so Xas mostly counts it as a good thing.