"Oh and how truly terrible that would be, wouldn't it? If Heaven lost its angels because they began to question things... if they were dropped here and became as much of a fallen as the Morningstars. What a court you could build," Alastor mused, the glow of his eyes a bit more intense than usual.

This was fun to speculate.

"Why, I think the old girl might be afraid of you and your competence. She had to try and break your spirit instead... using Adam himself as a tool to that end."