Raphael nearly snorted.

"You sound like a trashy romance writer when you say things like that. 'None of them are even close,' 'endless bittersweet pain' - what are you taking your cues from? Harlequin novels?

And as for Uriel - it isn't amusing. Not at all. His sense of humor leaves much to be desired."

He sank into the covers and pulled the sheets around him more tightly.

"Nevertheless - thank you for getting me here. I appreciate it. I guess you'll be leaving, then."