[That's a glower for you, Gabriel. Are you trying to get a poor old woman killed? Though he may not have heard the factions allowed Summoned from Thorne and the Free Cities to cross over in the name of trying to find their Lost all those months ago, he should know borders are no guarantee of safety against the likes of Lucifer. He'd push Josie down the stairs for a laugh if he thought it'd get under Michael's skin.
(Or maybe he'd be a polite stranger in the name of gleaning gossip, but that's arguably worse.)
He does not acknowledge Lucifer's question. There's nothing to gain from entertaining his brother's curiosity.]
Surprising to hear criticism of the vessel coming from you, of all people. [Michael puts a hand to Gabriel's head, measuring the difference in their heights with a spread thumb and index finger. It's a non-zero number.] Were they making you pay by the inch?
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(Or maybe he'd be a polite stranger in the name of gleaning gossip, but that's arguably worse.)
He does not acknowledge Lucifer's question. There's nothing to gain from entertaining his brother's curiosity.]
Surprising to hear criticism of the vessel coming from you, of all people. [Michael puts a hand to Gabriel's head, measuring the difference in their heights with a spread thumb and index finger. It's a non-zero number.] Were they making you pay by the inch?