Day 58: Arts & Crafts (Fourth shift)
Firo was glad to see the end of lunch, if only for the fact that in a few more hours, the day would be over. Night was the only time he had any real freedom of movement, and it was the only time he could do something worth doing, instead of just sitting around
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Of course, he could understand wanting to cling to the idea that there was solid proof of the afterlife existing. Many people, even devout people, struggled with not knowing for certain. But faith was based around accepting something to be true even without that proof, which was how Michael had worked through that hurdle. Granted, that had all apparently fallen apart when he'd lost his mind.
He gave the other a wary look as he tried to argue his point, letting out a sigh when Orihara finished speaking. "And which one seems more likely in the long run?" he returned, trying to hide his annoyance with the topic. Maybe the patients here were willing to accept his ridiculous story about him being an angel of the Lord, but he knew for a fact that wouldn't fly in regular society.
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And it was true: if Izaya had met Castiel and been told he was an angel, he would have thought it little more than a joke. Celty was one thing, but he already had proof of what she was; he had never met an 'angel of the Lord' up until now. Maybe he would have asked Castiel for proof, or maybe he would have played along with the joke, but either way, he wouldn't have believed. Izaya was the farthest thing from a man of faith.
"But these aren't normal circumstances, are they? In normal circumstances, you and I might never have met. In normal circumstances, I certainly wouldn't have gotten to experience teleportation first-hand. Or are you going to claim that than the 'miracle', it was little more than a shared delusion?" There were the memories, too, but he was going to keep that card hidden for now, to save it as trump.
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Right as he was preparing to say that the teleportation they'd supposedly gone through was just something they'd hallucinated, Orihara went ahead and called him on it in advance. Michael frowned, not liking the fact that the man was already one step ahead of him there.
"As a matter of fact, I was," he said, trying to keep his tone level as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in his seat. "There's no way that that could have happened. I couldn't do it again even if I wanted to." He was sure that Orihara was going to make some rebuttal about how their powers were normally "weakened," so he went ahead and prepared himself for it in advance.
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"Besides, isn't that sort of hallucination usually a personal occurrence? Surely the odds are against us remembering the same event if it never happened at all-and teleportation isn't the sort of fantasy I would have indulged in if I'd given into the whims of imagination." Their current situation, involving the existence of an angel, would be far more along the lines of what he might have imagined; it was the very sort of proof he wanted.
"There's also the fact that we met several other people that night; I'm sure each of them would agree that we did, in fact, appear before them. I could even point them out to you if you'd like." He took a moment to glance around-there was the man who'd been called Sam, but it didn't look like any of the others they'd run into were in this room.
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"All right, let's just... agree to disagree." He wasn't going to force himself to try and make this whole thing make sense. Orihara had some good points -- he had no idea how shared delusions worked, but they had clearly mastered it here -- but that didn't make him right.
Besides, he didn't want to know what Eric and Matt really thought of him and what he might or might not be. If they really saw him as an angel, then what was he supposed to make of that? It hadn't changed their behavior toward him all that much as far as he could tell.
Luckily, he was saved from having to endure much more of this by the intercom sounding. Michael took his chance to stand the second that he got it, giving Orihara a wary look before he took off. "Good luck." He meant it in regards to the man's recovery process, though he wasn't sure that it would be taken that way.
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Izaya didn't move from his spot yet, but he watched 'Michael' go with scrutiny-even the way he moved seemed to be a little different than before. He hadn't expected Castiel to be even more interesting after the mystery of him was solved (in fact, he'd thought the mystery itself would turn out to be far more interesting than the answer), but now...
A soldier was heading his way. Izaya stood, and hummed tunelessly once more as he went to join his escort. He was looking forward to seeing the angel again. Castiel was interesting, and that wouldn't change even if he continued to think himself to be human.
In fact, maybe it would even be more interesting if he did.
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