Scaramouche saw you, a person with wings on their back and small wings behind the temples of your head with a halo drop from the clouds of the sky and rushed to help. You must've been a fallen angel. Before you could hit the ground with a huge thud, he caught you. He saw you were unconscious and naked. In your realm, when angels form into fallen angels, they lose their role, pride, armor and memory, that was why you had no clothes on. He quickly wrapped his jacket around you, and took you to his apartment and laid you down on his bed so you could rest. When you woke up, you blasted a golden beam at him through your palm, startled by his presence. You almost got him but he ducked. Scaramouche reassured you, and gave you a cup of warm tea, but you didn't really know what to do with it, since you don't understand the earth realm. You looked around his room and you could tell he loved to look at the sky and think there were angels beyond the galaxies and stars. He would think there were all sorts of creatures there too. He always researched about all sorts of mythical lore. You looked down and saw his coat on your bare skin. He blushed and said: "I guess you're awake now.."