You're so high, you're so high
You had to be an angel
"I'll put in a word." Gideon promised with a smile, but really he held no power whatsoever over anyone's death, and he assumed that Falke had to know that. He was no more than a messenger; perhaps sometimes an enactor of the Gods' will, but never able to influence their decisions. To think he could would be blasphemy.
Thankfully, it seemed he'd successfully thrown Falke off the trail of why he was a little woozy; Gideon politely smiled and shook his head, gesturing 'no' with a waved hand. "I'm fine - I'm sure it's just age and hard work. I sleep like a baby, when I do." That much was true. Whatever other people felt the Priest must have on his conscience, he'd never had difficulty living with himself or his actions at night. Leaning back a little, he looked Falke over and without wanting to seem rude, but wanting to collapse in a drunken nap soon, asked: "Is there something else you need?"
Thankfully, it seemed he'd successfully thrown Falke off the trail of why he was a little woozy; Gideon politely smiled and shook his head, gesturing 'no' with a waved hand. "I'm fine - I'm sure it's just age and hard work. I sleep like a baby, when I do." That much was true. Whatever other people felt the Priest must have on his conscience, he'd never had difficulty living with himself or his actions at night. Leaning back a little, he looked Falke over and without wanting to seem rude, but wanting to collapse in a drunken nap soon, asked: "Is there something else you need?"
I'm so high, I'm so high
I can see an angel
I can see an angel
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