“And what is this little thing?” Gabriel pondered aloud, his curiosity piqued as he picked up one of your plush toys and gently squeezed it. Despite being an Angel, he appeared unfamiliar with the simple joys that brought comfort to teenagers. Doubts began to creep into your mind, questioning whether he truly embodied the essence of an Angel, especially with his perpetually stoic expression. And when he did attempt a smile, it felt unnerving and insincere.