He did indeed remember. It's part of why his face ticks so badly. "Does he even understand what you are taking? Or did you decide you hadn't fallen far enough?"

It's a scoff, sneered. A tone Raphael almost never uses with the youngest angels - there's no need to. "Millions, billions prey for help every day. Going to shred Heaven's arsenal to fuel their revenge? How do you chose which ones to help?" Raphael knew you couldn't. He'd tried.