[Michael genuinely did start over here to help. He saw the downed form by the mana pool from a distance, and naturally assumed human. Are they hurt? Sick? But, getting closer, the aura of angel is unmistakable. Only so many beings resonate on those planes, and demons don't shine like that.
His steps slow, but don't quite stop. Thinking about it, he guesses he doesn't exactly hate angels. He hates their system, he hates their stupid council and their committees, and he thinks most of them must be, at best, complacent and hypocritical. But on an individual level? One lone angel probably isn't a threat. It's not like they're demons.
Whatever his beef with their organization, he doesn't really have any moral grounds for leaving one lying on...well, the ground. Especially when the angel actually calls out. Michael approaches cautiously, and is wary enough to stand over the fallen angel rather than kneel beside him. He expects they can both tell what the other is, so who knows how this will go?]
It's "sir". [SIR TO YOU. Ah, he shouldn't burn the new guy. Not without provocation.] What is it?
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His steps slow, but don't quite stop. Thinking about it, he guesses he doesn't exactly hate angels. He hates their system, he hates their stupid council and their committees, and he thinks most of them must be, at best, complacent and hypocritical. But on an individual level? One lone angel probably isn't a threat. It's not like they're demons.
Whatever his beef with their organization, he doesn't really have any moral grounds for leaving one lying on...well, the ground. Especially when the angel actually calls out. Michael approaches cautiously, and is wary enough to stand over the fallen angel rather than kneel beside him. He expects they can both tell what the other is, so who knows how this will go?]
It's "sir". [SIR TO YOU. Ah, he shouldn't burn the new guy. Not without provocation.] What is it?