[Though it comes with an immediate apology, outright laughter isn't something his pride takes with grace. Michael's frown darkens to a proper glare.]

There was a time when I could have revoked your place in Heaven for that.

[He looks away for a moment, takes a breath he doesn't really need. Humans react unpredictably under stress, he knows this, and the recent weeks have been stressful indeed. Claire is someone he genuinely likes. He can make an effort to be less holy wrath and more friend, here.

Michael turns back to her with a slightly improved expression, caught somewhere between pouty and brooding.]

I'll forgive it so long as you don't take up the habit of asking my protection. [His brows crease again, the look not directed at her this time.] Or mention the spider incident to anyone.

I'd say my presence here suggests the Singularity is singularly powerful, though Abraxas isn't the first cage that's held me.