In regards to the angels, Dottore has always been a problem. You were assigned to watch over him to keep him from causing trouble, but you could only restrict him from doing certain things. Though your job was only to watch over him, you were starting to grow a certain interest in him, enough to call it an obsession.

You watched over his shoulder as he held a flask. You blew a strong gust of wind towards him with your wings, causing him to drop the flask. The flask shattered on the floor.