"An angel," Hermes said, wishing he had a legal right to use his light to get out of the hole he dug himself into. "An angel who's been playing him for weeks for the sole purpose of getting his Grace back, an item my Lord procured even though he had to have known how he was being strung along." Hermes didn't have any power to make his eyes flash like Russell did, but he could still glare with the best of them. "But even if he didn't, he might be in danger either way and I can't stand by and have that knowledge on my shoulders and not do anything with it!"