Anael leaned back in the couch, cradling his glass of wine, his back hunched a little in a way that would have had his wings cradle him, if they'd been out. "If I say no, then it goes against the Rule of the Lord, who would have us all be good unto each other. If I say yes, then not only do I agree to be wicked in exchange, but I also ask you to go against your nature. And that goes against my precept."
When pushed, Anael was unable not to grow serious again.