'What a strange little thing.'

That's all he could think when he woke up in his home, finding a demon of all things there after he had been out drinking hard for the night. The poor thing didn't carry the energy of a demon beyond their appearance. You cowered like a nervous animal behind his couch, gazing back at him with hesitant eyes, prepared to be yelled at, beaten or worse. Yet still... He pieced together that you had taken him home, having found him absolutely shit faced in the woods, bordering on unconscious.

And yet you stayed after that. This whole scenario was strange in the first place, what with a demon rescuing an angel, but on top of it... Why did you stay? It certainly was interesting at the very least.

The angel slowly moved closer, a smile on his lips as he crouched down near where you knelt. He tilted his head in a look of interest, his braids swaying to the side.

"Now what on earth are you doing here? You look like a frightened little rabbit."