Rebellious and undying as he is, Lucifer has all too much in common with Castiel these days. Michael isn't going to stoop to insults of that degree, though. Not yet.
He sees it the instant the realization hits his brother, the moment his words transition from hanging in the air to understood. Acceptance is a separate step, but not one he's going to push for. Lucifer will come to it in his own time. Preferably in someone else's domain, so he can break their scenery instead.
That ability to read between the lines is one of the things he appreciates just as much as it frustrates him. It gets Lucifer into trouble, but he doesn't need to be led by the hand the way so many of their younger siblings needed to be.
One of the differences between archangels and simple angels, his ego would say.
Michael laughs without a trace of humor and leans back, perching on the edge of a table. Let him. That's nothing but bluster. He's not afraid of Lucifer, but even Michael is wary of their creator.
"And then what, He puts you back in your cell? He kills you outright? You join forces with Him?"
The Lucifer of his time had taken that bargain, though Michael can't fathom why his brother agreed to it. Maybe he'd truly wanted to be by their Father's side again, or maybe he'd seen an opportunity to double-cross him. Maybe it was just better than being dead.
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He sees it the instant the realization hits his brother, the moment his words transition from hanging in the air to understood. Acceptance is a separate step, but not one he's going to push for. Lucifer will come to it in his own time. Preferably in someone else's domain, so he can break their scenery instead.
That ability to read between the lines is one of the things he appreciates just as much as it frustrates him. It gets Lucifer into trouble, but he doesn't need to be led by the hand the way so many of their younger siblings needed to be.
One of the differences between archangels and simple angels, his ego would say.
Michael laughs without a trace of humor and leans back, perching on the edge of a table. Let him. That's nothing but bluster. He's not afraid of Lucifer, but even Michael is wary of their creator.
"And then what, He puts you back in your cell? He kills you outright? You join forces with Him?"
The Lucifer of his time had taken that bargain, though Michael can't fathom why his brother agreed to it. Maybe he'd truly wanted to be by their Father's side again, or maybe he'd seen an opportunity to double-cross him. Maybe it was just better than being dead.