Michael stared after Uriel. No, this was definitely not right. Not at all.
He bit his lip, knowing that there was nothing he could do in the end. He didn't know of any way to help Uriel, for help he obviously needed even if he didn't know it himself. Raphael would probably have known, he realized, but he also knew that he couldn't ask it of Raphael. His beloved healer didn't seem to be getting along with Uriel very well at the moment.
Well, at least when he was happy Uriel wasn't likely to hurt himself or anybody else. There was little he could do now. While he was strong, he wasn't very fast -- fast, yes, but not very much so -- and Uriel was just fast enough to avoid him, on feet or in flight.
He left Uriel's room, the fears he had hoped would fade away with some conversation now even heavier on his mind as worry for Uriel was added to them.
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He bit his lip, knowing that there was nothing he could do in the end. He didn't know of any way to help Uriel, for help he obviously needed even if he didn't know it himself. Raphael would probably have known, he realized, but he also knew that he couldn't ask it of Raphael. His beloved healer didn't seem to be getting along with Uriel very well at the moment.
Well, at least when he was happy Uriel wasn't likely to hurt himself or anybody else. There was little he could do now. While he was strong, he wasn't very fast -- fast, yes, but not very much so -- and Uriel was just fast enough to avoid him, on feet or in flight.
He left Uriel's room, the fears he had hoped would fade away with some conversation now even heavier on his mind as worry for Uriel was added to them.