"There, you're all done, okay?" Aoba watched the grin on Dani's face and the happy purring. The angel smiled, happy that he could be of any help. He was about to slide off of him, when suddenly he was whisked upward and held. A surprised squeak escaped his lips and he held on to Kuro's shoulder. Before he could ask why he did such a thing, the demon was already kicking his older brother. . . So he waited, holding on to Kuro. He could've gotten down, but the matter seemed to upset Kuro so he stayed still. 

Hearing the conversation, Aoba's cheeks darkened and he looked away. [I] Th-That's why he wanted me to be s-so close? I'd really appreciate if you wouldn't have your way with me. . .[/I] He blinked when he noticed Kuro talking to him. He wiggled out of his grip, but stayed close. "Hm? Oh, um, yes. I forgive you." Aoba nodded, though occasionally glanced at Dani. Now he had to be a little weary all over again with being around him. The last thing he wanted was. . .what could've happened. Or Dani attacking him. With Dani's weird bipolar actions, it was hard to say how he would act. 

But, Kuro was currently bleeding and that was more important at the moment. Without hesitation, he pulled away but grabbed Kuro by his shirt and pulled him to sit on the porch. He started with his head, having to search through his hair for it. Gently, fingers combed through until he was able to find it and clean it, along with the trickles of blood that slid down his face. Following that trail, he decided to fix up the minor injuries on his face. 

"How. . . How did you know about that? The marriage thing with angels? It's true, yes, but I didn't think you would've known- or any demon really. After all, you did say you weren't capable of, well, love anyway." It made him remember the many times Kuro had casually brought it up, and the many times Aoba had gotten just a tad disappointed by the news. He couldn't fully grasp why, but he didn't try to pursue the answer either. Even as he spoke, he continued fixing up Kuro. 

He checked both his arms before actually pausing to ask, "Where else?" And then being directed to the next non fatal wound, he continued to fix up.

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[I]'I really need to get this upgraded. . . To get the sound. One minute it looks like he's in danger, but the next he's perfectly fine. And he's healing the demons again. [/I] Fenrir could feel the headache of confusion come a long and he closed one of the books. He wasn't going to understand it all in one day, so he decided to take a rest. He didn't need grey hairs because he was stressing over Aoba so much. And he still had to check on his staff- he realized he hadn't done that in awhile. Fenrir would just leave the books there, seeing that no one normally came to take them away, or read them. 
Before he left though, he decided to watch on a few more moments before wrapping up the mirror.