Ariel blinked. Memories? Memories of Raziel and Mephisto? "I'd be more afraid of those," he said, somewhat without thinking, but he doubted the angel would take offense, and if he did, so be it. It was the truth. To relive all that pride, anger, fear, jealousy, physical pain?
Well, he could handle physical pain. "I can take pain if there is a reward at the end of it, at least; no worrying about that."