It's not hard to find him, once they hear him. Closing the distance down hallways, crossing by steps and steps and steps until it's like something out of an old dream. It's not the Absolute God of...of...

It's not the angel, anymore. It's not the rainbow-spewing, screaming beast laden with wings and a split-face grin and the crackle of lightning at his fingertips. It's a scared little boy who misses his best friend, and can't understand why he can't get them back.

"I didn't think I could either." The words are soft, their eyes half-shuttered as they step forward. They've done this once before, haven't they? "But I'm still here."