"Do I seem like the type of man that has trouble with apologizing too often?"

Michael's not exactly a man, but he's found he has that much in common with most of them so he'll wear the title today. He'd meant it as an expression of sympathy more than anything else.

(But there is part of him that believes that being an archangel makes him a protector, and inherently responsible for any ill that befalls his current vessel even if it wasn't his direct doing. Good luck curing him of that.)

"I don't believe speaking without being heard would improve my mood. My family are the type to use any weakness to their advantage, for that matter. Vulnerability is costly."

Like Claire, he finds himself in the miserable position of waiting for people and circumstances to change around him. There is nothing he can do to force that change. He recognizes that he presents a problem with no solution, though, and he doesn't expect her to have a miraculous answer. He points the conversation in another direction.

"Do you remember that plant we made? The one that moved as if it were an animal?"