"It's really not something I enjoy speaking about, I'm afraid." He can imagine Gabriel or one of those prats going on and on, enough to fill a novel. For his part, all of that was a painful and confusing time. He's not sure it had to happen, if it was part of the Ineffable Plan or the Divine Plan, if they're different.

He makes an uncomfortable little sound. "Thank you. This has been lovely." And he's turning on a soft bare foot to pad away.