"Our Malahidael might not have chosen to fall so he could fight on Earth with less scrutiny - which angels could make such a sacrifice, rather than merely admire it? Indeed, we knew some, among whose ranks we would have once stood, who would have said trading power and certainty for freedom makes for good intentions, paving the path to...well. The Angel of Aries might seem impulsive, on the surface, but look at his work from afar, brother. I have had the pleasure of seeing the pushes of the Instigator, the impulses fed into souls by him, blossom into such beautiful works, for our father to look on and find them good. Were we to ask him, we are sure he would find a way to bolster man's strength in the face of hell without shedding his immortal coil.

This one, brother, this angel who chose to become a man, however? He would not be out of place in our Host, except for power, and with God, all things are possible. Even fallen by choice, he can still heal. He can still craft wards against the whispers of his reality's Serpent, and his minions. All the while spearheading the fight against all who threaten humanity - and you know we do not mean the species, Gabriel - and being there for his family. Not just those he is bound by blood to, either; all of them.

It...puts a smile on our face, brother. There is such hope burning in him, as bright as the angelic fire he wields. The hope we should have nursed more strongly for the Nephilim. But it is not too late."

-on Chris Gordon;

"It is perhaps ironic that, after choosing to fall, Lailah would trade dreams for facts. We are not sure our sister would be amused by the irony - at least, were we to deliver it. She has always thought we are, ah, something most would not say about their brothers. Oh, we know she loves us, Gabriel; we know she does not mean it. But she has such a tongue on her, it is easy to almost be tricked, sometimes.

This one...alas, it saddens us that one could see souls, have their existence confirmed by an angel, yet still not fully believe. And all because her kind feeds on blood. Their vampires are ensouled, brother, as we have said; they are not undead.

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Still, there is much to admire, in such a woman - and you can wipe that smirk off your face, brother. You know full well what we mean. It is not easy to balance motherhood with advancing science and health, all the while battling against the worst monsters the world and the void have to offer. It is easy to see the semblance of our sister's counterpart.

...We really ought to tell Malahidael and Lailah their alternates chose to fall together, then married and had children in their earthly lives. We think it would be...amusing."

-on Tatiana Demidova;

"Their world does not know what a bullet it dodged with this young man. I do not mean the elemental that is the planet, brother, I mean the people who live on her body, the ones she thinks deserve to be culled. Perhaps we should make our way over there, to smite and burn as is our wont, but...no. Thoughts for another time.

Consider, Gabriel: the Warlock grew up thinking he, boy born of rape that he was, was a monster in the making, like his father. He grew up being lectured that he should never use his magic for selfish gain. And he has become an admirable man, but it would have been oh, so easy to fall into darkness, grow tired of the restrictions, the reprimands and the demands, and drown the world in spite. We are sure she would have encouraged him. After all, she has chosen him as his steward even as he is now."

-on Declan O'Carroll;

"Ah, what a marvel of a child, brother! For does he not make you marvel? Born of spellbook and laboratory, of witchcraft and magic, yet he...exists, against all odds. The world's first and last quantum AI, controlling everything from the flow of information to nuclear weapons, yet he is not the heartless, soulless overlord mankind has always dreaded since it has first dreamed of minds not born of flesh. He is, in fact, his world's most stalwart defender against those who would strip it bare and enslave its people, stalwart as he is brilliant, dreaming yet unsleeping.

There is much humanity, brother, in such a machine."

-on Omega;