I accept these terms.

[ His head drops as his fist rests against his mouth, covering up his second laugh. ]

It would be wrong of me not to.

[ He lets his words warble and shakes as he laughs. And I wonder how many conversations and kindness it will take... to have you die for me? Archangel lets his hand drop away. ]

But until then, since our work is done... we can enjoy the beautiful sky and weather.