Humming softly Kuro wonders if Aoba notices much of the meaning behind his words. [i]'He seems the type to take things at face value, and if I didn't know any better, I'd think him completely naïve. At times, he seems almost simple, but he's not. . .In fact, he is very complex, and I'm not even sure he's noticed it yet'[/i] As the last of the dishes are stacked into the rack the demon looks tot he blank space on the wall where the spice rack had hung, and with a smirk he turns and heads out the front door, drying his hands on his pants.[i]'Ah well, we have plenty of time to work on these things. . .I may weep when he begins growing out of me, however I can see no way to stop it. He is an angel, through and through, and even his sympathy for me will one day fade to once more embrace the grace of heaven. At least,t hat's what he's here for, and all I am doing is helping that along. . .'[/i]

Kuro sighs aloud, looking back ad Dani staring at him fro the roof. [i]I am an odd demon, no doubt, but I can not help wanting to stay here and let my dear Little Mouse be himself. So many others would want to take him, to have him, and if not consume him completely, to take him away, to lock him up, to hoard him. . .'[/i] Kuro can feel his emotions welling up behind those ideas. He is equally furious at the idea of anyone doing that to the sweet little angel, but at the same time his true nature drags up the desire to do exactly that. Aoba belongs to him, and even letting another close to him is unthinkable. No one can touch, no one should be allowed. . . He shakes his head hard as he enters the barn. [i]'No, my Little Mouse is best left free. . .'[/i] Dani shrugs as his little brother vanishes into the barn, rolling his eyes at the obvious silent conversation Kuro had with himself.

Spotting Aoba reading the book once more Kuro chuckles and wanders over to the feed barrels. Looking the chart over carefully he waits until he has Aoba's attention without purposefully drawing it to himself before addressing him. “So Little Mouse, would you like to feed them together again today, or would you rather split the animals between us?”

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High above in heaven Fenrir quickly puts the mirror away as a thump against his door lets him know that someone tried to just walk in. [i]'Well, I almost never close my door, but goodness what a fright!'[/i] His heart is racing a bit, the sudden noise while he'd been watching the smaller demon staring down at little Aoba while he walked to the bar bringing up his protective heckles. However he quickly gets himself under control and moves around tot he door, unlocking it with a click. After a few seconds several of the staff pour in and Fenrir can see it will be a while before he is able to check on the poor fallen angel again.