Claudia started to tremble as she remembers what she'd done with Lucifer's direction. If Gabriel held that against her, she was in deep shit. She'd been one of the wedges used to widen the cracks until he came to their, well, Lucifer's side.

"Complacent?" With them? That surprised her. She was always aware that she was on a knife's edge with the two archangels. Whatever perceived power she had in Hell evaporated in this room, and she knew that only too well.

"What is it you want?"