[At times? Try all the time. It put a serious cramp in his style. Because he had style, of course. Lots of style.

The Creature raised an eyebrow and huffed.] Ya mean nearly non-existent. I mean, I get it, we run around temptin' people and pullin' 'em towards sin and you lot smite us for it. But, not all of us chose this, Archistrategos.

[He pauses, eyes flitting away from Michael to a pale scar on his hand, one of many, before he looks back at Michael a little more seriously.] I don't doubt that ya won't, but make sure the brat's happy finally, yeah?