Michael guided you down the hall with his cane,watching you bounce with your little feet.. it was quite refreshing to see such energetic life once again.

He nearly toppled over you after you abruptly stopped— looking up curiously at a old painting he assumed had been discarded. Lucifer. He couldn’t— Michael turned your glowing self away from the painting.

“ Now little one- you can’t just stop infront of someone! You could make them trip and fall.. that wouldn’t be very nice of you. “