"Okay. So. Important person with no obvious job besides singing once a year, but a decent amount of soft power and sway to do things that need doing and help where I can. ... I can work with that."

"And if you have ideas for what I should do with my less soft power then you may tell me, of course."

"You've been thinking about this," laughs Isabella. "Alleluia mentioned she warned you in advance, but did you put that together in, what, a day?"

"I mean, yes and no? It's more like. I saw the problems before but I didn't really have a good way to handle them, without trekking all the way over to the Archangel myself and going, 'Hey! Do this, please!' Which uh, sort of hard to do. And also I was very nervous earlier so in between packing and prayers to Jovah and writing letters I was also trying to figure out what I would say? What we could talk about? And uh. Yeah."

"Oh. I hope I'm not more nerve-wracking than the situation itself?"

"Um, no, though there's an element of. 'Oh no what if we end up hating each other.'"

"There have been some... famously distant... Archangel marriages. But you seem nice."

"Thanks. So do you. For example, you're not going to drop me."

"I'd like to say there has never been a murderous arrangement but there actually was one."

"... Really? Uh. I don't know my history as well as I should I think, which one?"

"Raphael and Leah. Raphael's successor Gabriel discovered that the Leah who had served as angelica was actually a replacement for the original, who was not to Raphael's liking. Her family didn't notice because the original was Jansai and presented quite wrapped up whenever they were about."

"But I promise not to murder you and replace you with an angel-seeker? Along with not dropping you and not setting your hair on fire."

"You're welcome."