It HAD hurt and even now Uriel could not deny the emptiness where his Grace had once been, not even with Lucifer's touch to bolster his faith. But it had been so long since the angel had been in His Presence that the memory of it had become a distant thing, and perhaps that had blunted some of the pain. Besides, Belial had done a rather exemplary job of giving the angel something other than his loss to think about. 

"Why did I do what, Gabriel? Why did I choose to Fall?" He took a step back, growing slightly agitated. "Because I questioned Him and He cast me out. No matter how often I prayed, no matter how many questions I asked or how much I begged for forgiveness, He would not answer me or allow me to come home. He did not want me. Belial does. Lucifer does." He spoke fervently, his love for Lucifer as plain as day, as bright as the sun.