[The topic of Adam's soul is one of the few instances in which Michael would be likely to agree with Castiel. Human souls are remarkably resilient things, in some respects, and Adam's stronger than he realizes. By nature and by necessity, any archangel's vessel is.
Though at the moment, lying silent and vulnerable before him - and perhaps twitching ever so slightly - Michael would have to admit that Adam looks anything but strong.
His first instinct is to rouse the Winchester from his unnatural slumber, but he reasons that if the boy is passing out in public then he probably needs the sleep. Or, rather, he needs good quality sleep. Mentally, Adam's been a little off since he arrived, and if he's paranoid and aggressive during his waking hours then Michael doubts the time he spends with his subconscious is much better. Usually, it's worse.
All of those thoughts are just speculation, however. There's an easy way to determine how well Adam is getting along inside his own dreamspace, and it doesn't even require Michael to touch him. He's sure that part would please Adam, even if the concept of invading another of his private areas wouldn't.
But, as far as the archangel's concerned, he already has a standing "yes" from his second-rate vessel.
Michael takes a seat opposite the bed, settling down outside of flailing range on the off chance Adam awakens during the process, and pulls in his wings. It doesn't take much effort to pull up his mental anchor and slip his way inside another's dreams when his target is right in front of him.
For lack of a better or more recognizable form, Michael assumes the shape of John Winchester again. He takes a look around, noting the heat and the fire, but not immediately placing where they are - he's never been inside the Cage himself. The moment he does, he frowns.]
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Though at the moment, lying silent and vulnerable before him - and perhaps twitching ever so slightly - Michael would have to admit that Adam looks anything but strong.
His first instinct is to rouse the Winchester from his unnatural slumber, but he reasons that if the boy is passing out in public then he probably needs the sleep. Or, rather, he needs good quality sleep. Mentally, Adam's been a little off since he arrived, and if he's paranoid and aggressive during his waking hours then Michael doubts the time he spends with his subconscious is much better. Usually, it's worse.
All of those thoughts are just speculation, however. There's an easy way to determine how well Adam is getting along inside his own dreamspace, and it doesn't even require Michael to touch him. He's sure that part would please Adam, even if the concept of invading another of his private areas wouldn't.
But, as far as the archangel's concerned, he already has a standing "yes" from his second-rate vessel.
Michael takes a seat opposite the bed, settling down outside of flailing range on the off chance Adam awakens during the process, and pulls in his wings. It doesn't take much effort to pull up his mental anchor and slip his way inside another's dreams when his target is right in front of him.
For lack of a better or more recognizable form, Michael assumes the shape of John Winchester again. He takes a look around, noting the heat and the fire, but not immediately placing where they are - he's never been inside the Cage himself. The moment he does, he frowns.]
Is it always like this?