"Why should you need proof of your own identity?" he asked, his amber eyes glittering. "You'd be amazed at how much reality is defined by what's going on in our own skulls." Or, at least, theirs.
He 'pffft' and waved his now free hand dismissively. Sure, it wasn't as effortless as it had been, but he'd rather play around a bit than conserve his energy right now. Balm for the soul and all that, and he was never ever going to let anyone know he'd thought the phrase. Of course, it would be even better if he could just snap himself healed ...
The archangel smirked, glancing down at the bandage and fingering it consideringly. To heal or not to heal? "That depends on what kind of gun and how advanced you're talking. Most of 'em are really just mechanical objects, you know. They're not that hard to piece together. I can make a mean Colt."
There was a ghost of a grim smile on his face as he said the last in afterthought. Then his eyes snapped up at her. "What's Awakening? I could make some guesses, buuut I doubt you'd appreciate them."
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He 'pffft' and waved his now free hand dismissively. Sure, it wasn't as effortless as it had been, but he'd rather play around a bit than conserve his energy right now. Balm for the soul and all that, and he was never ever going to let anyone know he'd thought the phrase. Of course, it would be even better if he could just snap himself healed ...
The archangel smirked, glancing down at the bandage and fingering it consideringly. To heal or not to heal? "That depends on what kind of gun and how advanced you're talking. Most of 'em are really just mechanical objects, you know. They're not that hard to piece together. I can make a mean Colt."
There was a ghost of a grim smile on his face as he said the last in afterthought. Then his eyes snapped up at her. "What's Awakening? I could make some guesses, buuut I doubt you'd appreciate them."