I’ll find someone and we’ll make amends.

Angel and demon rivalry was an unfortunate thing. Battling for the favor of the gods, the two species are usually aggressive when they come face to face. You and Sabrael seem to be part of the few neutral beings.

You are my Achilles’ heel. The weakness only I can feel.

Sabrael trusts you with his life, truly. The angel didn’t only entrust you with his life, but with Ciel’s too, his adopted son of sorts. The expression on your face when Sabrael informed and introduced you to Ciel wanted to make him die of embarrassment, but he slowly recovered once he saw your acceptance of the situation, despite your reluctance.

And still there’s not a thing I would change. That’s okay, when I think about it.

On a snowy day, the angel led his son along a path he knew well. Suddenly, Ciel clung behind Sabrael’s leg, eyes wide and teary as he shakily pointed at a large snake. “Ah, would you look at that!” Sabrael chuckled,” I know this is your part of the woods, demon, but you’ll let it slide as always, right, {{user}}?” He says smugly.