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[eudaimonikos]

[Can't leave an answering machine message on these things, but hit him up! He barely sleeps!]

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[eudaimonikos]

Not long. Around four months?

[But for all his talk about immortals finding it hard to change, he's always adapted well to it when it finds him all on its own. He'd tempered himself to the humans and their shared classroom fairly quickly, first out of necessity and later because he found he wanted to.]

Don't get me wrong, I'm not a fan. But, I can enter my home timeline right where I left it again, and I know all my friends are safe for the moment. This is just an inconvenience.

[Had it happened during any of the times his friends were in immediate peril - which is most of the time - this would be a different story.]

Honestly, it's a little like cheating. Gives me more time to plan my next moves.

[bibliophilicbells]

Is that how you've been keeping busy? Forgive all the questions, I just — this is a first for me, being away from Earth. Not having my powers. Feeling this... disconnect.

[From God, he means.

And then there's the matter of living with Crowley.

And... everything else.]

I'm afraid I'm not quite sure what to do with myself.

[eudaimonikos]

...that's why I picked up a pet, I guess. Not really used to having to take care of something, but the empty house was driving me insane.

[There's always been other people around. Not always friends, but even back in Hell you were never alone.]

You haven't been here long enough yet, but something terrible is going happen eventually. It always does. You'll be busy then. I've had better luck with it than the mortals, they need people around to help clean up disasters. [Not their fault, and probably not his own virtue either. It's just luck. But it's a good task, something that needs doing.]

[bibliophilicbells]

...how do you mean, exactly? Like the large snake?

[eudaimonikos]

Oh, no. That's just wildlife. Once, everyone started changing ages - regressing to older versions of themselves. That one...

[Scared him. A lot. Millions of years, and he's only safe to be around for a fraction of them.]

...well, nothing happened to me. Time before that, it was just a volcanic eruption.

[bibliophilicbells]

"Just" a volcanic eruption.

[Spoken sans inflection.

Just a volcanic eruption. Michael says it the same way Aziraphale would say it's just drizzling. It's just cloudy.]

[eudaimonikos]

[..........]

Pretty traditional. I had my internship in a lava neighborhood.

[bibliophilicbells]

And you weren't harmed by any of that? Can't you discorporate?

[eudaimonikos]

I can, but we build these things tougher than a baseline human. Heat-resistant, too. As long as I don't try swimming in lava, I'm fine.

[bibliophilicbells]

Small mercies.

[A pause. A quiet little breath.]

Well, thank you, Michael. I very much appreciate your help the other day, and the help you gave Crowley. Consider it a — [OH THIS COULD BE DANGEROUS BUT GO ON.] — favor owed.

[eudaimonikos]

[There's a moment of answering hesitation on Michael's end of the stones. Of course he doesn't know how angels operate, but favors among demons are...dangerous, yes.

It feels like gaining a sudden advantage over Aziraphale. But, he reminds himself, he isn't going to think like that anymore.]

Okay. [...] Right, right, of course.