[ ping ping ping and everybody's alerts are going off throughout the crowd, as loved ones reach out, as people check in, as the straining network flickers back to life. Anathema wanders between people until she can seat herself on a toppled newspaper stand, to give herself a little peace to look through the messages. Seeing one from Gabriel is a pleasant surprise. ]
Absolutely alright. Or, I mean, tired as hell, but otherwise physically fine. How about you?
Wait, that's a stupid question, you're an archangel
[ It's hard to conceive of something physically hurting him, but she'd found herself asking anyway. ]
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Absolutely alright. Or, I mean, tired as hell, but otherwise physically fine. How about you?
Wait, that's a stupid question, you're an archangel
[ It's hard to conceive of something physically hurting him, but she'd found herself asking anyway. ]