"I'd settle for a biased honest answer." The angel leaned against his staff. The game was over.

"Maybe I'm curious to the true nature of the damned. Maybe I want to see why you put up walls around yourself if you're such an unrepentant braggart of a sinner. Maybe I need to convince Gabriel and Michael not to find a way to ruin this. Maybe I suspect, somewhere deep in there, you care about something other than your own skin."

He gave a shrug, "Maybe it's just my job to care about finding out those sorts of things, silly as you might find them.'