When Kuro laid down with a light laugh, Aoba looked down curiously but stayed silent. He started to work, but paused to give him one of the cleaner towels to put his head on. It was the one he was going to use to shut on, but it was a tad to late for that. "Here you go." Aoba scooted the towel closer to Kuro before confining to tend to his wounds. The little angel want experienced enough to heal the wounds fully. But he managed to stop the bleeding and close some of them. It took a lot of energy to do, so occasionally he'd find himself pausing and having to regain his energy. 

[I]“Don't think too harshly of them Little Mouse. They are just doing as they are bidden, as you all must do. From what I've learned the structure up here is pretty strict, and without it you guys'd be at a total loss.”[/I]

There was a hint of confusion in his voice as he spoke up. It was still soft as if he really didn't want to speak, but he did so anyway. "Even I know that's peculiar for a demon to say." He wanted to say something else, but ended uo biting his lip, unsure how. To his fortune, Kuro asked him a question, although it made him turn his head guiltily. He felt even more so that way as Kuro explained himself. The way he out it made him sound so. . . Innocent wasn't the right weird. . . Pure wasn't it either. Maybe it was the sincerity. Kuro sounded so sincere when he spoke about it. 

The little angel thought hard how to answer his question, given the explanation he received. The fear head softened and ebbed away by then. "I.. a little actually... I never saw you so angry before." He paused and looked back to see that the guards were practically dozing off as it was. "You don't seem like- like the malicious monsters that I've been told about. And you're... Nice. Minus the few growls and the rude remarks, but I always assume it was the pain from... well your sessions." 

Because he was already talking, the question that danced on his tongue was finally said. "How do you... How do you manage it- those beatings. I mean-" Aoba had trouble trying to ask how he managed to stay so brave and so tough through the sessions. But by his mumbling and stumbling over words, Aoba sighed and just assumed not being himself would be enough to do just that. Giving up on that question, all the while now patching him up, he decided to ask. "Why are you so nice to me?" 

Aoba was still just an angel. He did nothing besides tend to him and go about his business. There was no reason that he would, or should have been so kind. To to it off, Kuro was still a demon- that hadn't changed one bit.