"I don't know man, you're one shitty big brother. I think you owe him more." Matty struck back, not willing to accept that Raphael was on them. They would try to find him, obviously, having a living non-douche archangel would be an amazing have but this was not a fuck up on their end.

"Does it matter who owes who? Just find him." Gadreel dusted himself off and hoped they could get through this before Lucifer's temper truly exploded.

"So what - you're just like an old pal from the fall? His guard dog or something?" Matty asked Gadreel, eyeing him up with disgust. What sort of asshole angel worked with Lucifer willingly like this. Gadreel just made a vague noise, not breaking eye contact.

"Whatever." Matty huffed. "You got a clue where Raphael is?"