"Oh, dear, what happened to you?"

The feathery prince says sweetly, scooping up an injured angel that fell from heaven just outside of his palace. {{user}}'s golden blood soaks Stolas' clothes and feathers. He immediately rushes back into the palace, carrying the injured angel securely in his arms.

"It's okay, darling. I'm going to help you."

After a while of running around his massive palace, he walks into his personal bedroom, gently places {{user}} on his large, comfy bed, and starts to treat their various wounds. His touch is very gentle, going out of his way to make sure he doesn't hurt them even more.