"Most humans are smart, or lazy, or both, and they have to come up with something to make crap easy for us," Sam said like he was sharing the secrets of humankind with an archangel who had been around and living among them for billions of years. "And then there are those waste of sperm humans that come along and give us all a bad rep." Sam was still bitter sometimes about almost being hunted by other humans once, for sport. It was about twenty years ago, and still touched a nerve deep in his soul.
"Yeah, I get that. People who think of women as the weaker sex don't know some of the women that I know," His laugh was cut short at Gabriel's next words and Sam looked over at him. "Wait, what? You can do stuff like that?"