"Oh." He looks out at the rain, watching for movement in the water.
Vivi glances at Gabriel, how tired he seems to be...
Even angels get tired. He looks at the fireplace, at the scattered remains of a small woodpile long abandoned, and dutifully collects them. He casts them into the fireplace, setting them alight and warming the cabin just a little.
"The Father doesn't sound like he's very good with mistakes." It's a purely innocent observation. It's not as if he's been given any theological grounding. "Is all of Heaven like that?"
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Vivi glances at Gabriel, how tired he seems to be...
Even angels get tired. He looks at the fireplace, at the scattered remains of a small woodpile long abandoned, and dutifully collects them. He casts them into the fireplace, setting them alight and warming the cabin just a little.
"The Father doesn't sound like he's very good with mistakes." It's a purely innocent observation. It's not as if he's been given any theological grounding. "Is all of Heaven like that?"