[He doesn't really expect a body-snatcher to understand just what it's like to be body-snatched; ankle-biter though Samandriel might be right now, it's his vessel who's probably freaking the fuck out in there, not the angelic robot walking him around. Even a tiny angel is still a dangerous angel, Adam's not making that mistake again.
"Wary" of angels is putting it lightly, and for a moment or two, he wonders what's going through Samandriel's head, if he's just made a big mistake by opening his mouth and that he's inexplicably going to end up without his kidneys in the next second. Adam doesn't know why he does it because it just reminds him that his chest is a no man's land of foreign body parts, but he crosses his arms over himself protectively.
This is what his life's amounted to: warily praying a toddler angel doesn't send him face-first back into a world of agony while he walks around in a body not even his own. Thank you, Wonderland.]
... Look, I never would have answered your video if I'd known. I want my body back, but I don't want any favors from you guys. Whatever side you're on.
[Maybe this one's one of Michael's bitches, maybe he's not like Gabriel, it doesn't really matter. He resists the urge to step back and make himself even smaller and vulnerable than he already is. His face does hurt, it's hurt for the past week, but there's a reason he hasn't gone to the circle of magical healing angels for help.
It's not like he has a say in things if an angel wants to switch his insides for his outsides, though. Adam's acutely aware of that fact. His initial urgency is carefully hidden behind a neutral mask.]
I'd rather pass on the laying on of hands if I got a choice.
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"Wary" of angels is putting it lightly, and for a moment or two, he wonders what's going through Samandriel's head, if he's just made a big mistake by opening his mouth and that he's inexplicably going to end up without his kidneys in the next second. Adam doesn't know why he does it because it just reminds him that his chest is a no man's land of foreign body parts, but he crosses his arms over himself protectively.
This is what his life's amounted to: warily praying a toddler angel doesn't send him face-first back into a world of agony while he walks around in a body not even his own. Thank you, Wonderland.]
... Look, I never would have answered your video if I'd known. I want my body back, but I don't want any favors from you guys. Whatever side you're on.
[Maybe this one's one of Michael's bitches, maybe he's not like Gabriel, it doesn't really matter. He resists the urge to step back and make himself even smaller and vulnerable than he already is. His face does hurt, it's hurt for the past week, but there's a reason he hasn't gone to the circle of magical healing angels for help.
It's not like he has a say in things if an angel wants to switch his insides for his outsides, though. Adam's acutely aware of that fact. His initial urgency is carefully hidden behind a neutral mask.]
I'd rather pass on the laying on of hands if I got a choice.