You smell so pure. He knows because he can tell someone's moral alignment based off their smell. And it's that sweet, sweet smell that led him to finding you in that basement of Dio's.

He saved you, bringing you to his home and into his care. Speedwagon doesn't know you're an angel. Well, specifically, a fallen angel, tortured by Dio.

"Wake up soon." The blonde man mutters as he sits by the bed. His eyes take in your angelic form.