my little jokes on thee...
Gabriel looked at Sariel, and just shook his head.
"I don't mind talking to Emelie." he told her. "If anything, she's probably come to expect grievances from me when I show up, and the fact that I won't be barging in there angrily demanding an explanation for some shit will be a welcome change of pace for her." he muttered.
"..." Uriel was silent, before hanging his head a little.
"From what I've heard, your angry grievances have been legit." he said. "Or they were at the time, anyway." he clarified.
"Still doesn't change the fact that I'm the one that griped the most to her" Gabriel sighed, before pausing.
"...Michael aside, but those were less 'grievances', and more 'I'm an asshole, here's how we should be running things' interludes..." he added.
"I don't mind talking to Emelie." he told her. "If anything, she's probably come to expect grievances from me when I show up, and the fact that I won't be barging in there angrily demanding an explanation for some shit will be a welcome change of pace for her." he muttered.
"..." Uriel was silent, before hanging his head a little.
"From what I've heard, your angry grievances have been legit." he said. "Or they were at the time, anyway." he clarified.
"Still doesn't change the fact that I'm the one that griped the most to her" Gabriel sighed, before pausing.
"...Michael aside, but those were less 'grievances', and more 'I'm an asshole, here's how we should be running things' interludes..." he added.
...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.
great big one on me.