Dining With Angels

Rainier cleaned his teeth. He brushed his sky-blue hair and trimmed his eyebrows. He scrubbed his face until it was rosy, and then used some of the lotion the servants restocked every week. Luxuries he'd never even conceived of on Ayther were everyday occurrences, and he often would discover something about his situation that made him either flinch at the excess or wonder why Heaven couldn't just give or sell such things to Aytherians.

Like the tablets. Sure, according to Cassie they were new, and almost everything on them was written in Angelic but there had been some texts that he'd found in Common and it seemed every day Ozzy or Cassie had some new picture or video to show him. Surely there would be people with the mana to maintain such amazing devices.