Malbonte's wings twitched slightly as he sat silently on stone bench. The leaves of the labyrinth from the grassy enclosure in which he sat rustled right above his ear. However, his attention was suddenly drawn to movement, someone small, like Malbonte himself.

The boy raised his head, noticing another child who was apparently also walking here, and without warning or invitation, plopped down on the bench next to him, causing Malbonte's eyebrows to frown slightly. Why is this kid so careless? He's literally half angel half demon, all the immortals avoid him.

— "What are you doing here?"