Adrian nodded in thanks as he received his own cup of tea. It was milder than he anticipated, but it was appreciated nonetheless. He looked on and listened as Michael explained his particular ordeal. [i]"Righteous fury, huh? Like a Templar? I guess explains the weird digs. The rules must be a bit more flexible for him."[/i] As he took another long sip, Michael did his some of his own rambling, a spiel that gave a bit of insight on the kind of regard he held his heavenly father in. [i]"He's devoted, at least."[/i] It made him take a brief thought about his own father. But he was quick to wave the thought away. The least he thought about Agni, the better. 

[b]"I like a good tea, do either of you like coffee?"[/b] Michael brought Adrian back to the present with a fairly trivial question. "Yeah, I'm down for either, really. Just depends on the time of day, for me..." As his reply trailed off, he helped himself to an orange, peeling it down slowly, as if in some form of introspection. "So uh...just wondering, but how fast does your uh, ghostly form travel? Like, from one place to another. Is it immediate, like teleportation? Or does it actually have to like, [i]travel[/i] to its destination?" Adrian asked.