Whatever Ella was saying, admittedly, Michael wasn't paying too much attention. Of course - He was amused by the girl, but he wasn't really listening to the words. Instead, he was focusing on her voice - How, when she got excited by something she was saying, her voice would raise drastically in pitch, or lower dramatically for effect. Her emotions poured out so clearly in the way she spoke - And with all the stone faced angels in Heaven, Michael wasn't sure he'd ever seen something like this from any of his siblings. Even Azrael had learned to keep herself guarded after what happened with Lucifer.

Michael had always been one for emotion. Not to say he was the most emotional angel (that would be Lucifer) but he loved searching for it in others because, wow, all of it was amazing to him. And this girl was practically brimming with it - Hell, she was so filled with emotion, such perfect, burning passion that he could practically see it blazing around her.

"Whoa, cross!"

"Hm?" Michael blinked and looked down as Ella reached up, lightly tracing her finger over the cross necklace hanging around Michael's neck. He'd found it abandoned somewhere, and after getting over his fury as to why someone would just leave it lying about, he'd kept it. "Oh, yes. It's quite beautiful, isn't it?" He grinned a little to himself, gazing down at it for a moment before looking back at Ella.

"Yeah, totally! Look." She stepped back and tugged on the little silver chain around her neck, showing off the cross necklace that had previously been tucked in her shirt. Michael took a deep breath and held it for a moment, eyes widening as he stared at it.

"Magnificent," the archangel breathed, a smile appearing on his face. His amber gaze flickered over the necklace, taking in everything before bringing his gaze back to Ella's. The girl seemed incredibly pleased, tucking the necklace back into her shirt and winking at Michael with a grin on her face.

"Isn't it? Though, it's really nothing compared to the one my friend from Church has."

"You go to Church." Michael cocked his head to the side, his smile only growing as Ella nodded. Honestly - Michael had never really been fond of humans. He didn't care for them, but he didn't really dislike them. He'd always remained indifferent. But this certain human, this one was slowly but surely capturing his attention.

"Psh, of course! I can take at least one day off to say hi to the Big Guy," Ella chuckled, nodding toward the ceiling. Michael took it back - This human already had his attention completely. "After all He's done for me, too, y'know?"

"I completely agree," Michael responded, shaking his head. Ella giggled, leaning back against the desk, and Michael tilted his head, smiling at her curiously as the girl continued to laugh. "Oh, my, what's got you chuckling, hm?"

"I just find it so ironic that you're named Michael, Lucifer's, well, named Lucifer - And then Amenadiel, and you're all brothers," Ella admitted, eyes wide as she looked up at Michael. "I'm guessing your parents were really religious, huh?"

"Well, that's…" Michael tilted his head faintly, smile widening. "Yeah, I guess you could say that." He laughed a little despite himself, shaking his head. Lopez, you've got absolutely no idea.

"Well, I think that's cool!" Ella exclaimed, lightly kicking Michael's foot with her own, and the archangel glanced down for a second in faint surprise before realizing that it was an act of affection, not an attack, and relaxing again. "Especially your name. What's it feel like to be named after Heaven's best soldier, eh? Fighter guy Michael! I know a lot of people think he's kind of overrated, but I think he's badass. Especially with that sword, y'know? And…"

As she continued, Michael's smile widened slightly, listening to her. His amber eyes flickered, holding Ella's gaze quietly and tilting his head to the side, staying completely silent and letting her talk. Michael wasn't usually one to look for praise, or really need anyone's approval - Except for his Father's, of course - But for whatever reason, it actually felt really good to hear that. Really, really good.

"Hey, so, you're new here, right?" Ella asked suddenly, and Michael blinked, quickly snapping back to attention and focusing on the girl.

"Very new." He flashed her a small grin, glancing around.

Ella chuckled, and shook her head before continuing. "Well," she started. "I know of several good churches around here, and I've pretty much been to all of them. And if you're interested." She looked down at the cross necklace around Michael's neck, then looked back up, meeting his gaze. "I could show you around."

Michael blinked, tilting his head silently for a moment before grinning. "You know, I'd love that, Ella."

"Good!" Ella chirped, her smile brightening considerably, and Michael chuckled. "Now, I gotta get back to work, but, Sunday, alright?"

"Sunday." Michael nodded, shoving his hands into his pockets. Ella nodded, smiled, and looked him up and down for a moment before suddenly moving forward. Before Michael could react, the girl had wrapped her arms around him - A hug, Michael knew. But, the archangel had seriously never been hugged before. And for a moment, he just froze. "Oh."

Ella didn't seem to mind that reaction, because she continued hugging him. The archangel sucked in a sharp breath and glanced around silently for a moment before hesitantly moving his arms to wrap them around her in return, still not quite sure if that's what he was supposed to be doing. Ella seemed pleased, even letting out a few chuckles, and Michael was trying to ignore the twisting feeling in his gut, and the sensation of his heart seemingly wringing itself dry completely.

"There. See you later, Michael!" Ella pulled back and skipped off, and Michael shook his head desperately, glancing after her with wide eyes. She stopped to hug both Lucifer and Chloe, too, before continuing on her way, and for a second, he caught his younger brother's gaze.

Lucifer stared back at him wordlessly, then looked after Ella, looking confused. Michael cleared his throat and turned away, looking down as he put both hands flat on the desk, taking in a deep breath and holding it. "Oh, that was weird," he mumbled to himself shaking his head again and straightening up. "That was weird."

He shook his head, forcing himself to focus. He looked up when another one of the detectives - Dan? Dan - Walked in, pulling a man in cuffs along with him to the interrogation room. Michael narrowed his eyes, his gaze following the man silently. He then looked toward his younger brother, nodding after Dan when he caught Lucifer's attention, and he watched the Devil give a quick goodbye to Decker before heading after Dan and Alexander as well.

Michael sighed, rubbing his hand over his mouth and turning away. Zoe was in the lounge, since they were still holding her, so he could try and get more information out of her. As he turned, he felt someone shove past him rather roughly, nearly making him lose his balance, and paused for a second to see who it was. Decker. The girl didn't even spare him a passing glance, but the anger coming off of her was unmistakable. Michael tilted his head, watching her go, then glanced back over his shoulder.

After a moment, the archangel rolled his eyes and headed off.