[Michael had more to say after his little episode there - some finer points about how Metatron is not even a real angel so why doesn't he just get out of here, and so on - and so the next word he was going to say
(for the record it was "furthermore")
is cut short:] Fffmph!!
[There's a split second in which he doesn't. Quite. Understand what just happened here. His hand is still raised, pointing at Metatron, but now there's a hand in his face and it's all gone horrible awry. It's a short split second, of course, because then he's furious. His pointing hand grabs Metatron's offending wrist and yanks it away from his face a lot harder than necessary. If Metatron isn't wearing a chunky sweater today, Michael's vice grip on his arm might actually be uncomfortable.
He spits the bonbon out, to the side. Someone else will clean that up, too. (Sandalphon??)]
no subject
(for the record it was "furthermore")
is cut short:] Fffmph!!
[There's a split second in which he doesn't. Quite. Understand what just happened here. His hand is still raised, pointing at Metatron, but now there's a hand in his face and it's all gone horrible awry. It's a short split second, of course, because then he's furious. His pointing hand grabs Metatron's offending wrist and yanks it away from his face a lot harder than necessary. If Metatron isn't wearing a chunky sweater today, Michael's vice grip on his arm might actually be uncomfortable.
He spits the bonbon out, to the side. Someone else will clean that up, too. (Sandalphon??)]
...
[He sticks out his other hand.]
Give me those. Now.