Daniel laughs, a high-pitched, out-of-control sound, and one hand flies out to gesture through the cracked windshield at the empty road.
"What do you want me to do? You think this thing'll run? You think I can just drive us out? My door isn't even working. And you're, you know, an archangel so why don't you just zap us -"
And then he stops. Now he's getting it.
"There's something wrong with you," he says slowly which, granted, is not the most polite way to put it but his brain has just been dealt a blunt force trauma, abruptly healed, and then promptly triggered into overdrive. "That's why you were walking and not, I dunno, flying, or whatever it is you do. You're not - you're not all-powerful. Are you?"
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Daniel laughs, a high-pitched, out-of-control sound, and one hand flies out to gesture through the cracked windshield at the empty road.
"What do you want me to do? You think this thing'll run? You think I can just drive us out? My door isn't even working. And you're, you know, an archangel so why don't you just zap us -"
And then he stops. Now he's getting it.
"There's something wrong with you," he says slowly which, granted, is not the most polite way to put it but his brain has just been dealt a blunt force trauma, abruptly healed, and then promptly triggered into overdrive. "That's why you were walking and not, I dunno, flying, or whatever it is you do. You're not - you're not all-powerful. Are you?"