Gabriel remembered when he had first been cast out, the disbelief and pain. "Apparently so," he murmured, more to himself than to Uriel.

He followed Uriel, though he cast a wary glance behind himself and extended his senses to the room before following his brother in; the only person he could sense in there was Uriel himself, though he felt so different.

He wasn't quite sure what he had expected from this conversation, other than a vague hope that he could bring Uriel back somehow. Clearly, that wasn't happening.

"Help me understand, Uriel. Why would you choose this?"