Neutral Omens

Raphael drew in close to his companion and tries to relax. He felt tired to the point where he almost wanted to sleep and he even let his eyes close.

"I don't know what to do," he murmured. "I'm so confused.

I wish I had never come to this awful place."

He sighed and sank further into the other angel's side and extended a field of warmth over the both of them.

"I should go and apologize. Especially to Michael. Aziraphale too. Maybe even the demon.

But I really shouldn't have been so nasty to Michael." He paused. "You don't think that would be... awkward? He won't try to cajole me or anything?

I'm just not sure if I'm ready to make an effort yet, let alone... do something."