She was, he decided, a particularly strange girl- her mind seeming so far absorbed in the issues pertained entirely within itself that it seemed she had almost failed entirely to register his presence, her conscious seeming slow to come to terms with his golden form and gorgeous smile as he lingered before her with obsidian eyes narrowed slightly- pondering indeed the obscurities of one so taken with her thoughts that he very basal instincts had been ignored. Marvellous. He paused a moment longer as he features twisted towards her own, her words indicating a sluggish performance in regards to reaction as the golden boy continued to examine her, making not attempt to hide his blatant looks. Why was she sitting out here alone? More so, what had she been hoping to achieve, perhaps this was some kind of meditation? Some sort of Angel prayer? His tail waved a moment, powerful form seating itself off to the side as he waited some kind of result from her unusual silence, only to find that it would appear her had annoyed her in some way, her tone portraying a sense of irritation he found questionable. Girls were truly bizarre things, in what way had he annoyed her? Her inability to have noticed him near immediately indicated that she was well within a state of danger and had he been a potential threat she might well have been injured or killed. In fact, she should be a little more thankful.

His mild confusion of this however is short lived as she continues to speak, answering his question in a manner he clearly deems unacceptable from the scowl on his face, features crumbling slightly as he seems to consider her words before offering a shake of his head, grin still easily in place, once more entirely unaware that the words he offered, though not meant as such, could easily be seen as arrogant or stubborn- that he might well insult her without meaning too. After all, he is only trying to help. Believes truly that others seek his corrections. If she is not an Angel, then that is merely unfortunate, yet he will not miss this chance to explain to her the fault of her ways.

“I do not believe you understand to what I infer. I do not mean the celestial being that lives above us, but those born of the Angel Line, those born of Heyel and Zeviah and who reside within Diveen. By definition they are pale of hue and said to be exceptionally lovely to the eye, I appear to have been mistaken and that is unfortunate- but I digress, Angels do live amongst us. What was it you were thinking about? I myself am a very good thinker and if you wish to offer me your thoughts i could surely think on them swifter then you.”

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