"Well, this is supposed to be neutral ground, anyway. He can't touch you here, but you can't make the first move either," Gabriel pointed out. "He's the god of thunder, right?" Gabriel himself had some power over thunder, as did Uriel; he idly wondered what it would be like if all three of them were angry and confrontational, unlikely though the scenario was.
"Is anyone else hungry? A small snack sounds nice to me, and it is nearly teatime, isn't it?" He carefully wiped his hands, damp from the condensation on the glass, on the napkin before beckoning to the waiter, mentally reminding himself to choose something light for dinner as well. Moderation at all times.
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Date: Thursday, 4 March 2010 07:18 (UTC)"Is anyone else hungry? A small snack sounds nice to me, and it is nearly teatime, isn't it?" He carefully wiped his hands, damp from the condensation on the glass, on the napkin before beckoning to the waiter, mentally reminding himself to choose something light for dinner as well. Moderation at all times.