““What is he doing?" she finally whispered. Bill appeared behind her and flitted around her shoulders. "Looks like he's sleeping." "But why? I didn't even know angels need to sleep-" " Need isn't the right word. They can sleep if they feel like it.Daniel always sleeps for days after you die." Bill tossed his head,seeming to recall something unpleasant. "Okay,not always. Most of the time.Must be pretty taxing,to lose the one thing you love. Can you blame him?" "S-sort of," Luce stammered. "I'm the one who bursts into flames." "And he's the one who's left alone. The age-old question.Which is worse?””
