[Even Enoch doesn't know if his initial expression is a smile or a grimace. Angels can die. Have died. Baraqel was eaten by his own child, Fire Nephilim consumed by its pain and trying to take everything down with it. Poor thing. He is torn between correcting Beckett and upholding this sliver of hope. He can't cling to it however much he wants to, knowing its premise is a lie, and would it damage their friendship if he did knowingly lie to him, even for his own comfort? He doesn't want to give him a truth he couldn't bear, and yet, truth is important to them both...]
...I'm afraid angels aren't invincible. But, you might still be right. Winter did say they were tied to our memory of them. They may yet be only that.
[They covered this ground before. But at least now, the anomalies are gone. It's quiet and somewhat collected, not desperate and hurting. Repeating it does help him, as well. And Beckett has steered the topic to Michael, and perhaps, Enoch thinks, he would enjoy another glimpse into a world well before even his own considerable time. It would be welcome to him, too, after all that pain, to think of his friends from home in their moments of happiness.]
I should like to think Michael is doing well, as well. Who else will tease Lucifel about his love of human fashion? Who will Lucifel tease for wearing his hair so long?
[Now that brings a true smile out of the strained hybrid he'd started with. He misses their loving bickering. Lucifel tried so hard to act as if he didn't care as much as he did, but Enoch knew better. He'd seen Lucifel smile - genuinely smile - for his twin.]
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Date: 2017-06-01 04:35 am (UTC)...I'm afraid angels aren't invincible. But, you might still be right. Winter did say they were tied to our memory of them. They may yet be only that.
[They covered this ground before. But at least now, the anomalies are gone. It's quiet and somewhat collected, not desperate and hurting. Repeating it does help him, as well. And Beckett has steered the topic to Michael, and perhaps, Enoch thinks, he would enjoy another glimpse into a world well before even his own considerable time. It would be welcome to him, too, after all that pain, to think of his friends from home in their moments of happiness.]
I should like to think Michael is doing well, as well. Who else will tease Lucifel about his love of human fashion? Who will Lucifel tease for wearing his hair so long?
[Now that brings a true smile out of the strained hybrid he'd started with. He misses their loving bickering. Lucifel tried so hard to act as if he didn't care as much as he did, but Enoch knew better. He'd seen Lucifel smile - genuinely smile - for his twin.]