[He notices the hesitation, and thinks John is lying. It suggests the worst to him, that this really is a trap, that a god he knows really is directly involved, that John may be working for it. His wings bristle out slightly, a bit more ready to fly, his pupils tighten, and the faint yellow of his eyes brightens just a little bit. It's nothing more than a suspicion, but it now rests solidly in his mind.
Nonetheless, he doesn't actually disagree with what John says. He can't afford to draw the attention of a god, assuming that he hasn't already.] I agree.
Is there a place where those of us who have been brought to this world might congregate? [He would like to confirm at least that there actually are others.]
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Nonetheless, he doesn't actually disagree with what John says. He can't afford to draw the attention of a god, assuming that he hasn't already.] I agree.
Is there a place where those of us who have been brought to this world might congregate? [He would like to confirm at least that there actually are others.]