"I am glad to hear that." He took a sip of his wine and gave Joscelin a smile that was downright mischievous. "I do hope you realize you're going to end up telling me everything you can think of about Terre d'Ange and how it has grown since I had to leave. There's no escaping now." Of course, all he really had to do was say that he was tired and Elua would be more than happy to give him a break. But he liked to tease sometimes.

"That sounds... very much like Cassiel. You hold yourself like he does, you know." Stoic and reserved and like he hadn't gotten laid in centuries. Elua wondered if this Brotherhood took celibacy as seriously as Cassiel had. "That is a pity about your daggers. A Companion should have his weapons, or so Cassiel always told me." Really only he and Camael had ever really carried weapons. Elua had never said anything against it, because even if he was not violent and never wished violence on anyone, the world was still a violent place, and not being able to defend against it was very unwise.