The burn of the vodka makes Avalon crinkle his nose idly, though he doesn't deny it when Eli offers it once more. He simply listens to Eli, not judging or speaking till Eli seems to have said his peace.
"Yea.. it sucks, but you can't have Hope without Will.. and Will can never reach it's highest potential without Hope." he murmurs.
As Eli speaks again, Avalon takes a long swig on the vodka and then offers the bottle back, his eyes on the half-angel. "All men - even Superman - are mortal. All mortals can and will one day fall. I suppose that I am fortunate that I know my death already, so I do not worry about what comes between then and now."
He tilts his head to the side, and asks "This time that Superman fell.. When was this?"
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