"The whole hellfire thing is just Lucifer's wishful thinking, really," Gabe said, making a face and then grinning at Finbar. "Oh, that's good, because I like you too."
Finbar was odd, but 'odd' was in the eye of the beholder. He was interesting, and curious, and exuberant, with an enthusiasm for living in his own unique way that was infectious. Yes, Gabe liked him, and so would his brothers, and so did--Gabe was certain--his Lord.
The Archangel's grin got so large that it erupted into a laugh of delight, and Gabe set down his tea just so he could lean forward. "Ask Skul about the prayers," he stage-whispered, and then leaned back again to throw up his hands. "I'm fairly certain the only times I've ever won a game of poker with my Lord are because He's let me! That's why He likes Blackjack better, I think. It relies on luck, so He's got more chance of losing--even though of course He always knows when He's going to."
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Finbar was odd, but 'odd' was in the eye of the beholder. He was interesting, and curious, and exuberant, with an enthusiasm for living in his own unique way that was infectious. Yes, Gabe liked him, and so would his brothers, and so did--Gabe was certain--his Lord.
The Archangel's grin got so large that it erupted into a laugh of delight, and Gabe set down his tea just so he could lean forward. "Ask Skul about the prayers," he stage-whispered, and then leaned back again to throw up his hands. "I'm fairly certain the only times I've ever won a game of poker with my Lord are because He's let me! That's why He likes Blackjack better, I think. It relies on luck, so He's got more chance of losing--even though of course He always knows when He's going to."