"They should learn to have detachable limbs." The quiet response came a little quicker this time, though the cadence itself was still slow, and it was threaded with amusement. Even though the sound wasn't helpful, the banter was calming. It was ...
It had been so long since Gabriel had bantered with a brother. At the Cave, they'd all had to be so watchful, even if Gabriel wasn't as watchful as he could have been. But here, now, hearing Balthazar's words and listening to his tone instead? For the first time in such a long time, even as a human, even with his head pounding and body aching and the back of his neck stinging with impending sunburn, Gabriel felt some measure of home.
The twist became a smile, a genuine one, even as small as it was.
"Tell me about it. It'd all fall on you to keep up appearances and we'd all be screwed." Most likely because Balthazar just wouldn't even bother, not that Gabriel could blame him. The archangel had gotten tired of enforced responsibility because everyone else refused to handle it.
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It had been so long since Gabriel had bantered with a brother. At the Cave, they'd all had to be so watchful, even if Gabriel wasn't as watchful as he could have been. But here, now, hearing Balthazar's words and listening to his tone instead? For the first time in such a long time, even as a human, even with his head pounding and body aching and the back of his neck stinging with impending sunburn, Gabriel felt some measure of home.
The twist became a smile, a genuine one, even as small as it was.
"Tell me about it. It'd all fall on you to keep up appearances and we'd all be screwed." Most likely because Balthazar just wouldn't even bother, not that Gabriel could blame him. The archangel had gotten tired of enforced responsibility because everyone else refused to handle it.