"Heard the words enough, becomes part of the ol' vernacular" he replied with a smirk to the heaven and hell comment. "No matter what, in the end all things die, all things move on, the cycle keeps going, everything ends and begins again" Azrael said.
He genuinely appreciated her insight though and it showed in the way he patiently listened to her and took in everything she said. He enjoyed hearing about her and her experiences, her universe and the things that went on there. And while there would always be differences, there were things that were constants. Things they shared and things that it seemed all universes would share. Them. Death.
The Archangel of Flowers would have been fun to have at this conversation, he thought to himself. Life was a part of her aspect in a sense, but so was peace, and she understood the peace of Death more than most other Angels.
"An Unseen University?" he asked. "And a raven named Quoth?" he smiled. "I like it... Wish I could have seen your Universe. Sounds like I might have liked it" he said, topping up their glasses. If there was any sign he liked a person, that was it. To give over his special gift from an old friend like that.