The door was cracked open, and he planned on standing there to watch. No one else was around for Kuro's session so he managed to be a little mouse as the demon called it and watched. Immediately, the first thing he saw was the heavy shackles thrown onto him. It was no doubt hurting him alone.  Aoba watched, listening carefully. Instead of the soft voice he was used to, this one was like venom and scary. It made the angel flinch a little, but he kept his eyes peeled on the sight.

The next hour went by in pure horror. Aoba's eyes were wide in fear and his hands covered his mouth in order to silence the gasps. Each lash was worse than the first. Blood was everywhere and yet Kuro still stayed strong. Because of his soft heart and gentle nature, Aoba's eyes teared up. He couldn't help but cry towards the male's conditions. For an entire hour, the demon faced so much cruelty. It was unjust! It wasn't right! Angels didn't do that, he was told demons were the ones who attacked weaker beings! This wasn't right at all. . . 

The little angel's heart nearly stopped when he heard the footsteps of the night guards. As fast as his wings could take him, Aoba flew off to get his supplies. His breathing was heavy and Aoba sat for a moment to wipe his eyes. [I]'Why did I go to see? I saw the damage, I didn't need to see how it happened'[/I] His hands shook lightly and he curled up on the bench, looking at his kit. Time was going past, and he was starting to become late for his session. He did promise that he'd be there, and Aoba was going to keep his promise 

The little angel got a few extra supplies before hurrying on foot to the prison. Because it was the night shift, the guards were less talkative, and cared a lot less than Red and Green. "Here kid." Aoba walked in silently, looking at the floor. He wiped his eyes again quickly, just in case the tears were still there before he took a seat in front of Kuro. There was no hiding the sad, sympathetic look in his eyes. "Turn please." His voice is soft, and he away from Kuro's red eyes, still a little scared from the angry looks from before.