Option one: Let me think about it some more. (Hesitation)
You didn't think "Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings" was a name a foreigner who knew little about Eastern mythology could know, especially since you yourself had only seen it in an old book from a street stall. So you ventured a bold guess: perhaps this world had some connection to the "Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings," with related legends or stories that had allowed this foreign Angel to find the name and learn the relevant Chinese.
You wanted to go home, and you badly needed this knowledge and information. You thought your Mysticism connection had already been severed, so you let your guard down. But while you were still thinking, you suddenly saw a mass of tangled tentacles climbing up along the gray fog like Boston ivy. Who is this? Why won't he take the normal route, just like Amon? you thought, while skillfully tossing out Sun Paper Angels.
You tossed one. You tossed two. You tossed three.
Tentacles HP -2 -2 -2.
You didn't have time to toss a fourth, because the tentacles had already wrapped around the table, the chair, and you, and had seized the Sun Holy Emblem you used to buff yourself. You saw a very blurry figure looking at you. You died.
Decay ate you, savored your memories and all your outrageously bold actions since awakening, and was deeply shocked (Even I wouldn't dare do that). Then, using your soul, he found the six steps in Sefirah Castle, and along the way robbed everyone in the Cocoon Branch of any possibility of "awakening."
Option two: Pull him up and take a look. (A poor understanding of yourself)
Playing the role of a God for so long had made you