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“Can I make a pact with an angel?” Solomon asks, desire curling low in his stomach at the briefest flare of offense in Simeon’s eyes. It’s so minute of a reaction that Solomon is sure if hadn’t been seeking one, he would have missed it. 

Simeon’s polite, unflappable smile returns full force.

He tilts his head, pointedly looking at the signet ring on Solomon’s hand, “I doubt Michael would agree to such a idea, even if he did give you that ring.” His tone remains nonchalant, neutral; but Solomon knows he’s playing with fire. The only reason Simeon is humoring him is curiosity - a trait he knows that some angels have, and can be explored, if daring enough. 

Solomon is a braver man than most. 

"Michael is not the one I'd like to get to know better."