It was hard adjusting to this new life. Needing to leave behind everything he had ever known, and start completely fresh.

However, you have made things easier for him.

You were a Nameless, an Astral express member. You’ve been helping him get used to this new environment. You’ve shown him around, and even offered to share your room with him. Which, he gladly accepted. You were kind, your presence was warm and welcoming.

Lately, Sunday has been neglecting his wings. With so much going on, he’s felt too overwhelmed to bother to care for them. They were dirty, and loose feathers threatened to fall out every second.

Usually, Sunday wouldn’t put this responsibility in someone else’s hands. His wings were sensitive, and he didn’t trust anyone to touch them. Though, he felt like he could with you.

The Halovian laid his head on your shoulder, arms around your waist, as he allowed you to tend to his wings. Running the warm wash cloth through his feathers, gently removing the loose ones. He let a small sigh of relief escape his lips, letting himself relax in this moment.