If that were true, I'd have been dragged out a long time ago... he thought, recalling the amounts of blood he'd shed all over the manor. But he held his tongue, even if this guy didn't seem to know what was going on he was still the Son and as such there was a certain way to act around the Son of God.
In all honesty, he wanted to glomp the poor guy and hug him like a child whose father had just returned from a long, long absence. But he kept that in check too, staying behind the Messenger, wings folded properly, and waited until (or if) he was addressed again.
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Date: Monday, 21 June 2010 11:32 (UTC)In all honesty, he wanted to glomp the poor guy and hug him like a child whose father had just returned from a long, long absence. But he kept that in check too, staying behind the Messenger, wings folded properly, and waited until (or if) he was addressed again.