Angels, devils, demons, humans, Wonderland and it's stupid events, there's more in this place to kill me than some drinks and stairs. I think that way would be less painless anyway.

[William gives a small, bitter laugh at that as he starts to walk slowly up the stairs again, listening to the archangel as he concentrates on putting one foot in front of the other. No matter how inebriated, William will always make a point of listening to Gabriel. What is he meant to say to all that though? Time didn't heal anything, William only had to look as far as his father to know that much. David Whele was an asshole, but he was an asshole who still missed his wife and dead kids. Time wasn't healing that.

The young man pauses as he teeters a little, grip on the banister tightening as his center of gravity kicks back in and he takes the next step.] Wonderland won't stop dumping shit on us Gabriel, that's why it exists.