They made their own choice. They chose family.

A low whistle. "Thought I felt one get tapped not too long ago. Sucky job, being a prophet." And he should know, having been the one usually sent down to do all the talking. Some were able to handle the 'gift', some went insane, and most of them died early. Gabriel had stood beside one too many human graves before walking away from Heaven. Even after the fact, he still visited them.

Mention of Leviathans gets a startle out of him. "Leviathans? Holy Jesusfuck who was dumb enough to let them get out?"