Sending them off to the afterlife. Sending them off to be judged by Puriel and Dokiel, the two angels who brought them up to heaven or cast them down to hell. "How interesting..." Well, it kind of was. Creatures who dealt with death and the soul in particular were kind of rare, but he supposed getting teamed up with Angelo was a lucky one in a million chance.
"Well, half-reaper, do you care for a coffee to unwind?" He needed a smoke, and he might as well go and get a coffee while he was at it. If Angelo wanted to join him than he was, for once, more than welcome.
Angelo had to admit he didn't think he was going to be called interesting, but... well, he supposed it was. A part of him suspected that what he thought interesting and what Tybalt thought was interesting were probably not the same thing, but he wasn't going to be blunt and ask that.