"I'd like that very much," he says, and there's something of relief in his smile. This is going to be a weird conversation, but perhaps less of an argument than he feared.
Nodding at the answer, there's a flicker of amusement in his eyes at how disturbed Aziraphale seems to be by the idea. "It's funny, I just took it for granted that you would. It's been such a huge part of what makes the Host what they are, where I come from."
"You know, I think your world is younger than mine, but you've been working independently for so long, I'm not sure I can fully comprehend what that's like. It's been nearly two years since I left Heaven, and cut myself off from the rest of the angels, and after hundreds of millions of years with all my siblings whispering in my ears, the silence was absolutely deafening at first."
"I'm better adapted now, but still. I love the Earth, and I love humans...most of the time, but I will always crave the company of other angels. Back home, I can't approach most of them because they will kill me. Or worse. But in the Nexus, I don't care who's Fallen or not. Actually, there's an advantage with Fallen types because they've really no room to judge my choices."
"So...yes, cozying up to Lucifer is probably the dumbest thing I've ever done, just based on the power differential. You're actually completely correct, and it's possible he could just sneeze the wrong way and blow me straight to Kingdom Come, but I don't think it's likely. If he were careless with his power, he wouldn't be surrounded by as many Fallen as he seems to be. If he were as malevolent as you and I've got every reason to suspect he'd be, he wouldn't have wandered around Coney Island with me and let me drag him into a ball pit in the Funhouse."
"I don't think I have much to lose, ultimately, but since you do...err, well, I can't ask you to trust my judgment since I have none, but give him the benefit of the doubt until you've talked with him a little?"
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Date: 2019-09-09 05:01 pm (UTC)Nodding at the answer, there's a flicker of amusement in his eyes at how disturbed Aziraphale seems to be by the idea. "It's funny, I just took it for granted that you would. It's been such a huge part of what makes the Host what they are, where I come from."
"You know, I think your world is younger than mine, but you've been working independently for so long, I'm not sure I can fully comprehend what that's like. It's been nearly two years since I left Heaven, and cut myself off from the rest of the angels, and after hundreds of millions of years with all my siblings whispering in my ears, the silence was absolutely deafening at first."
"I'm better adapted now, but still. I love the Earth, and I love humans...most of the time, but I will always crave the company of other angels. Back home, I can't approach most of them because they will kill me. Or worse. But in the Nexus, I don't care who's Fallen or not. Actually, there's an advantage with Fallen types because they've really no room to judge my choices."
"So...yes, cozying up to Lucifer is probably the dumbest thing I've ever done, just based on the power differential. You're actually completely correct, and it's possible he could just sneeze the wrong way and blow me straight to Kingdom Come, but I don't think it's likely. If he were careless with his power, he wouldn't be surrounded by as many Fallen as he seems to be. If he were as malevolent as you and I've got every reason to suspect he'd be, he wouldn't have wandered around Coney Island with me and let me drag him into a ball pit in the Funhouse."
"I don't think I have much to lose, ultimately, but since you do...err, well, I can't ask you to trust my judgment since I have none, but give him the benefit of the doubt until you've talked with him a little?"