"I'd fight for my brothers forever," George said, meaning it entirely. He chased a piece of rice around his plate with chopsticks. "Michael's always been a little bit more human than I think he's aware of. It's just hard to imagine Lucifer being...anything but Lucifer, I guess."
George closed his eyes and unbidden remembered Lucifer's little experiments in showing his true self to him. Vast wings and blazing heat besides unimaginable cold. He shuddered, shook his head, and forced a smile at Metatron.