Uriel smirked. Michael, a friend of his? "Usually? I guess you could say that," he answered. "At the moment? Not really. Unless you count 'going to cover him with so much snow he's going to be frozen for a week' as a friendly gesture. He dared try to stop my fun; he's no friend of mine at the moment."

He was well aware that he wasn't sounding exactly normal at the moment. Well, that was all fine and good. He wasn't being normal at the moment, either.