No. No. No, Daniel is not doing this right now. He is not going to get a lecture from the Devil. His hubristic altruism he is very aware of, thanks, he doesn't need the reminder from Satan.

"So why, then?" he demands, fury cast in ice. "Don't expect me to believe you crawled out of Hell to skip around and smell the roses. So you're, what, spearheading an apocalypse? Raining hellfire and destruction? 'Cause whatever it is," and he hesitates, anxiety tightening in his chest, because he has declared war on gods and fought and died in opposition to their armies, but this is so much bigger and is this really something he should be doing?

"Whatever it is it can't be good and I'm not gonna stand by and let it happen."

He's so small in comparison to this thing. He's so small and powerless and human, and this is a thing that's old as time.