Bunny rabbits and fjords were nice, sure, but they weren't anywhere near as interesting as humans. But then, he'd got the impression that among the angels there was only a minority who found them that engaging. Even in the lower ranks and those who didn't know enough to be bitter, any love for the humans seemed to be only out of duty.
"Suffering's part of life, Raph. And they deal with it a hell of a lot better than we do-- they're not like us; they're made for it. And I mean that in the least sadistic way possible, FYI."
But that was a complicated philosophical debate that he really didn't want to get into. He'd rather argue about the nature of suffering than about the old family disputes, but then again, he'd rather not argue at all.
"Look-- whatever. It doesn't matter. I'm not going to try to change your mind about anything, not right now, I just need to know that you won't start anything here, okay? Michael's fuck knows where and Lucifer's agreed to a truce, so, well, it won't do anyone any good to have all-out angelic war going on, right? Or even all-out angelic bickering."
A grimace, which was probably meant to be a smile, and might even have looked like one if you turned your head and squinted just so.
"C'mon, just-- even just for now, yeah? No fighting?"
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Bunny rabbits and fjords were nice, sure, but they weren't anywhere near as interesting as humans. But then, he'd got the impression that among the angels there was only a minority who found them that engaging. Even in the lower ranks and those who didn't know enough to be bitter, any love for the humans seemed to be only out of duty.
"Suffering's part of life, Raph. And they deal with it a hell of a lot better than we do-- they're not like us; they're made for it. And I mean that in the least sadistic way possible, FYI."
But that was a complicated philosophical debate that he really didn't want to get into. He'd rather argue about the nature of suffering than about the old family disputes, but then again, he'd rather not argue at all.
"Look-- whatever. It doesn't matter. I'm not going to try to change your mind about anything, not right now, I just need to know that you won't start anything here, okay? Michael's fuck knows where and Lucifer's agreed to a truce, so, well, it won't do anyone any good to have all-out angelic war going on, right? Or even all-out angelic bickering."
A grimace, which was probably meant to be a smile, and might even have looked like one if you turned your head and squinted just so.
"C'mon, just-- even just for now, yeah? No fighting?"