"I thought you weren't interested in my choice of friends," Lucifer mentioned when he appeared next to the same vessel Michael was wearing before. A slightly younger Aaron sat in front of him, looking at the pieces of glass that came from a broken mirror a few steps away from them as if they were gold.
Michael had a mask of indifference as he saw the different kind of emotions displayed in Aaron's soul. "I was merely curious of what you see in him. I won't affect his timeline, Lucifer."
"Well, you've been already here, seen some things. Now go" Lucifer walked towards Aaron and sat beside him, as he had done a few minutes ago. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say a couple of months later.
"He probably wouldn't have gotten into Heaven immediately, had he succeed," Michael said calmly.
