Aoba leaned on the edge of the tub, watching the little ripples in the water. "I suppose so. In terms of class, they were pretty equivalent to such." He glanced away for a brief moment as Kuro climbed in the tub. The flush still visible on his cheeks, he turned to look at Kuro when he sat down. Being gestured to come in, Aoba stripped down as well, refraining from blushing any deeper than he already was. Realizing it was fairly cold without clothes, he quickly climbed into the tub. He didn't bother looking at Kuro when he climbed inside the tub- for his own sake. 

When he sat in, he sighed and sank lower. It was perfect temperature and it helped him relax more than he thought it would. He listened quietly, only his facial expressions showing that he is paying attention. There was a questioning look he gave when he Kuro claimed to have a much better life despite being a toy to his family. He abided by Kuro's request and stayed silent until the end. A few emotions went through his eyes as Kuro spoke. It was interesting to know that despite being so harsh and cruel to Kuro, they still had the decency to help him when he needed it. 

For some reason, as Aoba thought it over, it didn't sound the same as when angels helped other angels. The last thing Kuro said made Aoba sink lower into the tub. "Perfect..." He sat up and shook his head slowly. "Nothing is ever perfect." He leaned against the wall of the tub and looked at the stars. "Being 'God's children' is just a title for the angels. When we- well when they help each other, it's only because it is...like a requirement. There are family bonds, but I didn't have that much obviously." He gave a small shrug having gotten used to it. "I guess lonely would be the right word for it."

"Despite the frilly nature that many think, angels are fairly normal. Just...with higher morals." Aoba's gaze fell back on Kuro and he shrugged once more, not knowing what to say after that.