[The corner of his lips quirked up at the hand placement, causing the angel to feel distinctly male. A rather human reaction for him to have, he supposed, but one that he'd adjusted to over time.]
I'm sorry to hear that.
[He momentarily glossed over the acceptance of his offer, telling her that he was sorry was more important. Michael found that death was never easy for the surviving parties, and someone usually suffered as a result.
As to her slight change in eye color..]
What was that?
[He placed a finger under her chin, lifting her head up so he could see her face better. Her eyes were noticeably lighter, to him, and she seemed different. Michael had witnessed much in his time, but never such a sudden physical change in a human.
The thought had him questioning things, but it could have just been nothing. He frowned, his thumb brushing along her jaw.]
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I'm sorry to hear that.
[He momentarily glossed over the acceptance of his offer, telling her that he was sorry was more important. Michael found that death was never easy for the surviving parties, and someone usually suffered as a result.
As to her slight change in eye color..]
What was that?
[He placed a finger under her chin, lifting her head up so he could see her face better. Her eyes were noticeably lighter, to him, and she seemed different. Michael had witnessed much in his time, but never such a sudden physical change in a human.
The thought had him questioning things, but it could have just been nothing. He frowned, his thumb brushing along her jaw.]
Maybe just the bad lighting.