[He was already bristling up to justify himself when yelling because that's his reflex response to getting questioned in that tone so it's probably good that she redirects them. Nora blinks at her a couple ties, and with his hair plastered down and soot still over his person he seriously looks like a sheepdog that got stuck in a chimney or something.]

Pretty sure there's nothin' like exploding penguins in hell?? Or the demon world. Whatever.

Though if we did I'm pretty sure Her Hagliness would have 'em as pets...

[That's muttered grouchily to himself.]