"That's still a gamble. Even if you did actually know, and I'm fairly sure you're guessing."
Michael peers curiously at the hate seed, and doesn't touch it for the moment. It's gotta come out, that much is clear. He's offended that someone would leave that here at all. Sure, okay, he's played with mortal minds too, but this lacks all subtlety! At least he had some flair. You can always manipulate people into generating hate like this themselves, and that's so much more...
He won't let this lie long. But messing with it is likely to start something, and he wants a little more information first. So he pauses in his investigations - not withdrawing, but turning more of his attention towards her outward form in what probably passes as conversational politeness for intangible daemons. "Who's Fisher?"
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Michael peers curiously at the hate seed, and doesn't touch it for the moment. It's gotta come out, that much is clear. He's offended that someone would leave that here at all. Sure, okay, he's played with mortal minds too, but this lacks all subtlety! At least he had some flair. You can always manipulate people into generating hate like this themselves, and that's so much more...
He won't let this lie long. But messing with it is likely to start something, and he wants a little more information first. So he pauses in his investigations - not withdrawing, but turning more of his attention towards her outward form in what probably passes as conversational politeness for intangible daemons. "Who's Fisher?"