It was strange, going from being in so much pain that he was afraid to move to being afraid to move because he was feeling nothing at all. Staring at the ceiling, Humility listened to the angel step out of the room and remained lying down for all of five minutes. Carefully, so very carefully, he got up and changed into something clean to wear.
"Thank you," Anton said, looking at Samael who stood in the middle of the room. "Will you take some tea? It'll be... more comfortable in the kitchen." Rubbing the back of his head, he took in the damage that had been done to his place, and added, "Chairs."