"I hadn't thought about it that way," he muses. "But then, I'm not even a very high-ranking angel. It's not quite the same."

He was happy to ditch his job, when he left Heaven, and he hasn't regretted that part of leaving at all. Just the camaraderie of his garrison-mates. It seems there should be a replacement for that somewhere, somehow, but he hasn't found one yet, and it's likely too late at this point.

"...I suppose this place is better than a box or a binding spell."