Metatron simply beamed. "It's the name and symbol of a beautiful goal!" He was content with that, his chin resting in one hand as he began to daydream of a better, brighter world. Surely with such a visionary on their side, they'd be victorious! And after...and after, the Lord would be able to better watch over everyone and give them the ability to make their choices and always have hope, without Satan's particularly destructive brand of chaos in the way...
But how to further encourage things? "Mm, yes, yes, that's good...perhaps I should add...no, no..." he began to mumble to himself, his eyes lit up.