"We wouldn't dream of experimenting with such a task on our own," Solomon agreed with a perfectly straight face. He was teasing, but it wasn't untrue; there was too much to risk if one of the Host started acting contrary to their programming. They were, literally, being animated by belief, and angels, after all, had free will enough to Fall.
"We could always find out together," Vex suggested impishly. "Or you could suggest some other gorgeous lady to put me to the test. I don't mind. And you'd have to ask Sol about health benefits. I'm not the one who got stabbed by Sanguine's razor."
"Well, I am still alive, so there's that," Solomon murmured.
"No, seriously," Vex persisted. "What was all that about throwing pieces of the lifestream? By the time Ghastly got around to telling that part of the story last night I was already drunk."
"If you didn't bother to pay attention, then I'm not going to enlighten you, am I?"
"And here I thought you'd learned a sense of humour, Necromancer," Vex grumbled.
"I have a sense of humour," Solomon answered, lifting his eyebrow. "I simply choose to have a subtle, devious one." He was watching China as she worked, but in truth he didn't really know exactly what she was doing, whether he could see the effects or not. So he let Vex occupy him with the banter, paying enough attention to the statue to be able to see the way the lifestream rippled around it with every change China made.
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"We could always find out together," Vex suggested impishly. "Or you could suggest some other gorgeous lady to put me to the test. I don't mind. And you'd have to ask Sol about health benefits. I'm not the one who got stabbed by Sanguine's razor."
"Well, I am still alive, so there's that," Solomon murmured.
"No, seriously," Vex persisted. "What was all that about throwing pieces of the lifestream? By the time Ghastly got around to telling that part of the story last night I was already drunk."
"If you didn't bother to pay attention, then I'm not going to enlighten you, am I?"
"And here I thought you'd learned a sense of humour, Necromancer," Vex grumbled.
"I have a sense of humour," Solomon answered, lifting his eyebrow. "I simply choose to have a subtle, devious one." He was watching China as she worked, but in truth he didn't really know exactly what she was doing, whether he could see the effects or not. So he let Vex occupy him with the banter, paying enough attention to the statue to be able to see the way the lifestream rippled around it with every change China made.