That got Balthazar slightly worked up as he frowned at Jack's words regarding food being rationed away from the people who needed it most. What a cruel and pointless regime. If he ever came up close to one of the Ministry bastards then he would surely slice his blade through his heart.

"The bastards try to starve you? Even more so that they die in their own shit because people like that deserve it even more."

He was going to make sure Jack got as much food, booze and sex as he wanted. Fuck the Ministry indeed. The kiss brought the angel back down from his anger spurt and found himself softening once more. Refilling his glass with more wine, Balthazar slipped a hand around Jack's waist, pulling him closer.