Event Finished Christmas For Falling Angel And Holy Demon

"If only getting back grace was that simple," he'd say with a chuckle, "well....maybe it is for some, different angels, different rules I guess." He'd been doing good lately, but he'd yet to find out how to rise, the fallen returning to grace was something the outpost had always viewed as impossible.

He'd quickly look Jackal over. "What about you?" he'd ask curiously, "demon?" He looked mildly demonic, not that he liked judging what species a person by appearance, it was just the first thing that came to mind.

"A holy demon?" he'd as curiously. A holy demon was something he'd never heard of, on the outpost the idea would be considered blasphemy, just voicing the possibility would have lead to punishment. "I've....I've never heard of that before," that certainly got him thinking, especially with him being somewhat comparable to demons now.

"Your hell...or whatever realm, it must be pretty different," he'd say with a thoughtful hum, he'd only heard stories of the various hells, mainly he'd learned about the shadow hell the outpost focused on.

He'd tilt his head as he listened to him. The things Jackal spoke of, how demons served a holy purpose by torturing the damned, it was stranger buy it also made sense. He didn't think that logic quite worked when it came to the fallen angels cast out of heaven because of their betrayal, but for demons in general it made sense.

"Yes...that...that does make sense," he'd snort, a half chuckle, "back home agreeing with you would've gotten me punished so badly."

"Either way, thank you Jackal, both for the gifts and the conversation, interesting things to think about."