Re: In-person: Zee/John
[Philosophical. He smiled at the truth of that.] You are. For all the good it's done you. [She did have the interesting quality of the thinker who usually plunged in anyway, who knew the better of two options and would still regularly choose the bad one. Not just guys like him, though that made the most obvious example. When she had her druthers she chose the path that led to excitement and enlightenment even when it was less safe. But she had the kind of moral compass that kept her straight on those roads, whereas he had a nasty tendency to wander off the path and into the woods alone.
John knew the Morningstar, or had known him. Interesting bloke, and slightly less of a prick than the First, as far as beings who'd ruled hell went, one way or the other. God only know where the old bastard found himself now - likely entangled in another cosmic duel John wanted no part in.
He watched her draw her legs in, and let his falling hand ghost across her skin as she pulled away from him. Yeah, they'd get to the evils eventually. There were things between them that would not wait, though, and would not go undiscussed. He listened and took a short pull from his cigarette.] I don't know a Nick. [It was casually tossed off, but based on her little story it was likely to come as something of a strange blow. Reality was a pale and tricky thing, and he searched his memory. Had he ever known anyone who could be this man she spoke of? Who could have mattered more if things had been a little different in another life? No one came to mind.] I've met a few Nicks, but nobody like you say. We met when I came to learn a thing or two from your father, but a best mate? No. I didn't have best mates. [There had been the Newcastle Crew, of course, but that had been a year or two later - and a fat lot of good teaming up had done any of them.]