New and improved angel, now 100% less blood-spattered, no matter what the icon shows!
First there is the business of seating himself. Bartleby clearly doesn't spend a lot of time with his wings out or he wouldn't try to sit on a couch. Or a chair. Or anything with, you know, a back. Finally he settles (wobbly, but settled!) on a stool.
He clears his throat.
"Okay, confession, it's one of the Catholic sacraments, right, and it's not even really what the big guy meant, but you people and your translations... thing is, it's not a bad practice, the talking and maybe occasionally actually being sincerely penitent about something. It's not for everyone, I know, I know, and see, I'm not saying I really have any moral authority here, but I figure, angel, eons old guardian and watcher over humanity, that's like a priest. So, if you wanted, and no pressure here on anybody, but if you felt the need."
He rubs at his temple self-consciously. "I could hear your confession. Same rules and everything, it's all between you and me and God, or not-God-because-there-is-no-god if you wanna be like that. Nobody'll hear you, see you. You're not gonna shock or disgust me, I promise. I've seen every kind of mortal behavior there is to observe it's who I am, it's what I was made to be. ... Uh, and that is a Grigori. ... Name of Bartleby. ... Hi."
He clears his throat.
"Okay, confession, it's one of the Catholic sacraments, right, and it's not even really what the big guy meant, but you people and your translations... thing is, it's not a bad practice, the talking and maybe occasionally actually being sincerely penitent about something. It's not for everyone, I know, I know, and see, I'm not saying I really have any moral authority here, but I figure, angel, eons old guardian and watcher over humanity, that's like a priest. So, if you wanted, and no pressure here on anybody, but if you felt the need."
He rubs at his temple self-consciously. "I could hear your confession. Same rules and everything, it's all between you and me and God, or not-God-because-there-is-no-god if you wanna be like that. Nobody'll hear you, see you. You're not gonna shock or disgust me, I promise. I've seen every kind of mortal behavior there is to observe it's who I am, it's what I was made to be. ... Uh, and that is a Grigori. ... Name of Bartleby. ... Hi."