She is humming, softly, and swaying, slightly, as she scribbles in her notebook, just aimless brainstorming that circles back to the same points oftener than not. Either way, she isn't paying much attention to her surroundings, even as the door closes behind her, and almost bumps into a table that wasn't supposed to be there before she looks up.
"Hmm...I think what happens next is that I invite some angels in from my universe so if I get stranded in yours we don't lose access to this place, and I step into your universe and try to talk to your God."
Meeting angels should not be terrifying after meeting the Messiah; he swallows hard anyway. "Okay."
She gets up and crosses back to the door and opens it and sticks her head out for a few minutes.
When she pulls back in, she's followed shortly by a small and outwardly-unassuming crowd of what is presumably not actually a handful of humans of varied ethnicities.
"Be not afraid," Christina advises, "these guys are chill. Door?"
They certainly look a lot chiller than even the least frightening angels he's seen in pictures, but on the other hand they're not pictures, they're right actually there. Bruce gets up, aware that he's making either the best or the worst decision of his life (or was that when he entered the bar?) and opens the door.
She strides forth.
Hello, she prays, and sings in the inaudible tongue of the angels, I would like to speak with you.
She gets a response; not in a language, in direct concepts-only telepathy.
WHAT ARE YOU
She does not resort to words either, offering up her identity and the nature of her world and her God and Milliways and how she met someone from this world and was exceedingly curious.
This gets a noticeable pause.
But does she acknowledge him as the LORD of all that is, that's really the important question here.
Well, like, probably, but she wants to make sure she's fully informed about the situation before committing.
NO she has to acknowledge him as the LORD right this minute!
Sure, okay. He is LORD. Nifty. Can she have information now.
YES, MY CHILD. WHAT DO YOU WISH TO KNOW?
So, Hell, what's up with that?
Hell is where all beings tainted by sin are naturally destined for! Here's a very vivid and detailed vision of the place, gratis. It's mostly a lot of people being various forms of on fire and screaming about it!
Gosh, those people sure are suffering! When does it stop?
It doesn't stop. Why would it stop? They don't stop being sinners.
Ah. Good to know.
She ducks back inside Milliways and motions for Bruce to close the door.
Bruce shuts it immediately and relaxes a bit, though he's still pretty tense. "Is everything okay--well, not okay, but."
"Your God does, in fact, think torturing people forever is a good idea. We're gonna have to fight him."
The only reason Bruce doesn't start leaning against the door like something is going to try to get in is that he was already doing it. He makes several sounds that are probably the beginnings of words, then says "I agree on the goal there but frankly I am both useless and terrified."
"Being afraid makes sense. I'm kinda scared and I'm, you know, Jesus-y."
Her being scared too kind of doesn't help, but it's good that She understands why he's scared. "At least time is paused? We can plan and stuff."
"Yeah...hmmm...it would be nice if we had any known limits on his abilities."