He was looking at her. He was hardly even blinking, he was looking at her so hard. Sweat trickled down his brow as he took a sliding step without his gaze shifting.
"Created, eh?" he said, his voice strained. "You said that the other day. When you say 'created' d'you mean grown in a test-tube or cloned or what?" Then he smirked, and although it was a wan thing, there was a trace of amusement in it. He took another step. "Well, the wings part is right. Most of us have wings. But the majority don't really even look human if you could see us and not have your eyes burn out. Or the case of archangels like me, have your brain explode."
The archangel wasn't going to comment on the stupidity. Wasn't going to comment on the fact that her father cared and it came out all the wrong ways, compared to his, who seemed to stop caring at all. Bad comparisons, there. His third and final step put him in reach of Re-l.
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"Created, eh?" he said, his voice strained. "You said that the other day. When you say 'created' d'you mean grown in a test-tube or cloned or what?" Then he smirked, and although it was a wan thing, there was a trace of amusement in it. He took another step. "Well, the wings part is right. Most of us have wings. But the majority don't really even look human if you could see us and not have your eyes burn out. Or the case of archangels like me, have your brain explode."
The archangel wasn't going to comment on the stupidity. Wasn't going to comment on the fact that her father cared and it came out all the wrong ways, compared to his, who seemed to stop caring at all. Bad comparisons, there. His third and final step put him in reach of Re-l.