[Nothing? Kevin blinks down at the boy, unsettled. Shiroe is not wrong to assume he comes from a Golden Age. Yes, terrible atrocities were still committed and many bad decisions were made, but human thought had been advancing at a speed unheard thought, or so everyone believed. His young master more than most. Even an old creature like him had found in his heart the hope that humans would get things right that time.

And yet, it seems they had been wrong. Again.

...

He smiles softly as he sits back with a small sigh, glancing at the stars.]

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."

[It is true that Hugo was technically Michael's, but Uriel has always considered the man very much his]