"You MASTURBATE?" Raphael nearly choked and his eyes grew wide. "But... but... you're Michael! You lead the host! You're the chief smiter! You must have a thousand churches in your name and you...
And they're all just like you, aren't they?" He whispered. "All of my brethren. The demon didn't lie... And I'm the only one who apparently doesn't feel the need to do this. 'Innocent' you call it. Apparently nobody else cares about that."
Raphael wanted to weep. His face was flushed and he trembled.
"So you haven't actually done it. What does it matter? Surely you've considered it. Surely you've lusted in your mind. Why else would you feel the need to... to... to 'play with yourself.'
And that's as bad as doing it. Lust of the mind. I just wonder who you think of when you..."
He fell silent and felt paralyzed.
"No... NO... He wasn't lying was he? It was you... it is you..."
Raphael looked at him in mute, frozen horror, shaking imperceptibly.
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And they're all just like you, aren't they?" He whispered. "All of my brethren. The demon didn't lie... And I'm the only one who apparently doesn't feel the need to do this. 'Innocent' you call it. Apparently nobody else cares about that."
Raphael wanted to weep. His face was flushed and he trembled.
"So you haven't actually done it. What does it matter? Surely you've considered it. Surely you've lusted in your mind. Why else would you feel the need to... to... to 'play with yourself.'
And that's as bad as doing it. Lust of the mind. I just wonder who you think of when you..."
He fell silent and felt paralyzed.
"No... NO... He wasn't lying was he? It was you... it is you..."
Raphael looked at him in mute, frozen horror, shaking imperceptibly.