"My dear, that was a quip about the misplaced AntiChrist. I didn't mean to suggest Crowley would really--"
He gives her another once over now, considering, looking at her in a new light. He can't sense anything Demonic or Angelic about her, but then he supposes he might not. If fairies did exist--somehow, it's all very implausible, or perhaps ineffable--they might be outside the realm of things an Angel could detect. And besides, she could have too faint a fairy aura (a light dusting of fairy ...dust?? from proximity) that he just could not perceive.
It made no sense, but then what ever did?
"--Really. A child stolen by fairies...I have never understood what they stand to gain by all that," he admits. "Maybe you could enlighten me." And politely not ask about the thing with the AntiChrist, he hopes.
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He gives her another once over now, considering, looking at her in a new light. He can't sense anything Demonic or Angelic about her, but then he supposes he might not. If fairies did exist--somehow, it's all very implausible, or perhaps ineffable--they might be outside the realm of things an Angel could detect. And besides, she could have too faint a fairy aura (a light dusting of fairy ...dust?? from proximity) that he just could not perceive.
It made no sense, but then what ever did?
"--Really. A child stolen by fairies...I have never understood what they stand to gain by all that," he admits. "Maybe you could enlighten me." And politely not ask about the thing with the AntiChrist, he hopes.