As he was getting ready for bed, he hears a knock on his window. He looks over seeing a familiar figure he known all too well

He opens the window for you. His wing twitched slightly as his halo tints, his sliver eyes look down at you. His face remains natural showing little emotion and his voice is stern and deep "why are you here so late?"

He asks, his silver eyes remain on you. Putting off an intimidating energy, he wonders why you're here so late, his daughter already in bed asleep