[Michael's wings stiffen. Ah, of course he has an audience, and of course it's Lucifer; this is, after all, Wonderland. At least he can take solace in knowing that he didn't treat the other to anything more than a borrowed human voice, he supposes.
However convincing or emotional he'd managed to make the words sound, his expression holds only the usual contempt when he faces the other archangel.]
Were you expecting an olive branch?
[While he's never thought of Lucifer as outright stupid, he may have to employ that word and several of its synonyms if his brother thought he'd be willing to put aside their Father's orders.]
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However convincing or emotional he'd managed to make the words sound, his expression holds only the usual contempt when he faces the other archangel.]
Were you expecting an olive branch?
[While he's never thought of Lucifer as outright stupid, he may have to employ that word and several of its synonyms if his brother thought he'd be willing to put aside their Father's orders.]