I do know brothers, yes. I know that sometimes they're not everything they seem, and that their secrets--oh, their secrets could change your world. Betrayal and lies, always thinking of themselves, but you love them anyway.

[ Betrayal and lies. Gabriel had sided with humanity; he had spent far, far too long on Earth, and he had bonded with the miserable creatures, felt sorry for them at least. Fought for them and died for them. He mourned his brother's loss, but he'd made his choice, and so had Lucifer.

This wasn't about him, though. Peter could probably care less about Gabriel and Michael; only one brother mattered to him, and he'd walked on out of his life. ]

I could tell you his secrets, but that's not really what you want, is it?