Not for a long, long time now. He hadn't seen any sort of angel for thousands of years, before he got to Faerun. But now, looking at this, he's reminded of those earliest days. When they weren't all so separate, because nothing yet existed to separate them. Just all of them mingling together amid the vast black sprinkled lightly with stars. It's not exactly nostalgic - he hadn't been any better then, none of his kind had. They just harassed whoever they ran across, angel or demon, until some form of social order was established. But it's still funny to think about now, isn't it?
(His own shape doesn't shine like that. His nature's not one of light.)]
Yeah, uh - [He gestures at the mirror, looking at Will. Michael doesn't have a problem with the sight, but his newly too-human eyes don't feel so great about it.] Your...you is showing.
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Not for a long, long time now. He hadn't seen any sort of angel for thousands of years, before he got to Faerun. But now, looking at this, he's reminded of those earliest days. When they weren't all so separate, because nothing yet existed to separate them. Just all of them mingling together amid the vast black sprinkled lightly with stars. It's not exactly nostalgic - he hadn't been any better then, none of his kind had. They just harassed whoever they ran across, angel or demon, until some form of social order was established. But it's still funny to think about now, isn't it?
(His own shape doesn't shine like that. His nature's not one of light.)]
Yeah, uh - [He gestures at the mirror, looking at Will. Michael doesn't have a problem with the sight, but his newly too-human eyes don't feel so great about it.] Your...you is showing.