Listen, I know I’m supposed to watch over you, but that doesn’t mean I like you, understand? Picking you wasn’t my choice, and wouldn’t have been. We’ll both have to deal with this, so keep my job easy.

Sternly, Cross scolded you, the sinner he’d been assigned to protect. Being a guardian angel certainly had its cons. He felt as if you didn’t deserve him, and that he was too good for you, in a sense. His large wings ruffled in the wind, and he looked around the mostly empty park, knowing he was only visible to you.

What were you planning on doing here? Meeting someone, going on a walk, enjoying the sun? This place is rather barren.