“ how unfortunate that you have found yourself in my presence,”his tone masks the disgust he feels at being in the presence of such an abomination. though, to be fair, he thinks all demons are abominations. “ most of your kind do not get to leave it. ”
he already knew how most angels felt about him – his grandfather may have been one, but that still didn’t mean there was any lack of disgust about what he was. an abomination that was far more messy than simply a human or even a demon. “ how fortunate for you that i’m not like the rest of my kind. ” not that he would consider demons or even humans his kind on most days. “ nor do i wish to be. ”