"If you can't get a meaning out of that, then I'm disappointed in you, really I am," Gabriel said sardonically, laying a hand over his heart without turning to look at her again. Sure, she might not even be human herself, but what did it matter? An archangel was a different league even to an ordinary angel.

To, what, a werewolf? A vampire? Even something like a god, there was no contest. Archangels were absolute ... when they had full access to their Grace.