“Well, of course it is,” Lilith spoke with a confidence, a….certainty that there was no other option but to view meeting her as anything besides…well, the honour that it was. “I wish I could say the same, but….I’ve never been interested in playing to a man’s ego. Even an archangel as….interesting as you”
She dismissed the free chair and instead chose to place herself on the table instead, legs crossed, dangling over the edge.
“I hear you’ve been a busy boy”
Gabriel dismissed her remark with an enigmatic expression as if he was trying to encourage a particularly under-performing student. A man, woman, those didn’t really matter to him since this corporeal body was merely a vessel--a lesson he had learnt the hard way.
“My duty does lie above all, Lilith.” Between keeping the Chosen One safe and staying on Michael’s good side, the Archangel surely was not slacking off. Still, it had been long enough since they first heard the news of Lucifer’s potential resurrection. Gabriel would be damned to Hell’s deepest pits if he let the Fallen slip away again.
“Please allow me to cut to the quick, I only have a little matter that I wish to ask you--
--do you know where the Morningstar is?”