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A hum escaped Cael as he thought about what Marshall was saying, absently scooping spoonfuls of sugar into the glass of lemonade as he did. "Perhaps," he thought aloud, light blue eyes glancing towards Marshall. "Though I would have thought that I would have received word if they were changing my position." Finally deciding that was probably enough of the sweet crystals, he decided to take a sip of the overly-sweet drink now, the taste bringing a smile to his lips. "This is better, thank you, Marshall."

There was the option of Cael going up and asking someone, but it was rare that an mere Angel like himself would be able to ask God this kind of question in person. The only Angels that were allowed easy access to their Creator were the Archangels and they typically paid no attention to him. Still, he gave Marshall the truth. "I may be able to get answers, but it wouldn't be soon. I would have to go up the chain of command."