Michael smiled and he raised his eyebrows when Duma mentioned Azrael. "Azrael has been much happier of late," he said, focusing now on adding sugar to his already sweet concoction. "Did you meet his wife as well? She is very sweet." Michael didn't claim to know whether it was right or not that Azrael had taken a mortal wife, but he had still been there for the ceremony. He knew Azrael had only been saving Svetlana's life, and how could he fault his brother for that.
He did not, in any way, want to know just how married they were. It was not his business.