The Infernal Serpent

An odd friendship these two are striking up, but a fitting one. At least Loki thinks so. He returns the smile with one of his own, taking up the barstool next to the angel and resting an elbow on the bar itself. Still annoying to be so much shorter, but he's starting to adapt to it.

"You and I both know the value of a lie," he says. "And conversely, the value of the truth. A story is often neither and both, fiction with a message that lies beneath it. Do you have a favorite story? If so, what is it?"

"Doesn't have to be true, or about you personally."