Aoba paused for a moment when he dropped the bag. "Sheep. . . Not sheeps." He mumbled to himself to acknowledge his mistake. It wasn't something he used often so of course he'd make the small mistake. It's not like they had many or any animals in heaven- unless he was just too cooped up inside to notice. It made him think to ask someone. Who, he wasn't sure. Maybe they had animals in hell. . But he decided to ask about that later. Going back to the food discussion, Aoba nodded toward the response, mainly remembering that it could rot and go bad. No one liked nasty food. 

Aoba only smiled at the idea of Kuro just liking animals. It made him wonder again. [I] I wonder if there's anything I like that much. . . As much as Kuro likes animals. [/I] His mind seem to run a mile a minute when he was supposed to be concentrating on one thing. Thankfully, he could multitask. Currently, he had moved on to the next stall, feeding the little fluffy sheep once more. They were about done when Kuro told him his brother was in the town. It could only mean he was feeding- not like how Kuro and Aoba went to the diner of course. "Oh, okay." What he didn't see, was fine by him. 

The fallen angel walked to close the bag of food and listened to Kuro. "Oh. . .? Okay I guess." He supposed it was nice to know Dani didn't really mean it when he called him dirty. Though. . . After handling animals, it wasn't his fault that he was. He was working after all. He was about to pull the bag of food back to the side when Kuro continued. So he stood and listened attentively. His wings subconsciously folded a little tighter when he mentioned their taint. "I guess it makes sense for holy things besides angels to have something like that." He was still holding on to the bag as Kuro continued. 

Mentioning him possibly being able to hold his grace made him think of what Gerard had told him. [I]'If I work hard enough. . . I wonder what I would have to do.'[/I] The look in Kuro's eyes makes him feel almost guilty for thinking such things, but he brushes the feeling away as he continued. He was never upset with Dani for picking on him, only because he already thought the demon was kind of mean. Aoba simply brushed it off. "He's not as mean as those guards- well to me, so it's not a big deal." Aoba shrugged and pulled the food to the side. The fallen angel huffed gently and shook his head. "It's not offensive, I guess. Just kind of confusing is all. . . Being tainted with two different things. It's not exactly the best of both worlds you know." Aoba sighed and looked over at the food chart, before looking down at the floor. "You know, Father Gerard wants me to go back home. . . He told me to think about the choice. If I work hard enough then maybe I can leave here. I won't have to do all this work. But there will always be the few that'll remind me of my mistakes and I'll probably feel a lot more like an outcast if I go back. And then there's staying here. Everything is different. . . I've been stripped of my powers and demons are trying to eat me. That's not a very good picture to think about. I mean of course you're here, but what if something happens? I don't think it's possible for you to protect me all the time. Even if you tried. And it's kind of hard to do much of anything when I'm a target for demons, and in such a small town." 

He looked up with a soft smile, and rubbed the back of his neck. There was a slight sadness in his eyes, but he glanced away. "I don't seem to fit much of anywhere, you know? But, I guess that's just me finally realizing my status of a fallen angel." He flipped through the pages and the next animals he saw were the pigs. They had the pink color. Well, that made sense. He looked around and then pointed out the food with the pink label, closest to Kuro. "That one is for the pigs."