[ a nod. the angel's started to realize that most people find it strange that he's never had to eat. food for thought.

(either that, or another thing to curse lucilius for. sandalphon's not sure.) ]

My world's in the sky. Most of humanity live on islands, while my kind made homes wherever we could, and humanity had to accept it. [ a chuckle. ] After all, we could destroy them instantly. They had no choice.