it takes an ocean not to break

"Nor am I. I can appreciate your need to seek out better things. Not even better, sometimes... just other." He laughed a velvet laugh through the darkness. "Anything to remind yourself that you are still alive, eh? Anything to break up the endless march of the days." His hand flexed in hers ever so slightly as she brought up wings, of all things - the question had thoroughly caught him off guard. He nodded slowly, before realising she couldn't see it. "Yes," he said. "I did. White as snow... then black as pitch, once I was cast out. This world took flight from me. And as much as I have been given, I will always despise it for taking that freedom away." Bitterness tempered by the centuries rippled through his words, and Lucas paused for a moment in the corridors. He laughed, though, at her comments. "If I let anything beat me down, I might as well lay down and die, no? But... yes. The life I have led, it is just as wonderful and as torturous as you might imagine. And now I am here, caged in this body even once the barrier fell." LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk