Kuro can feel the eyes upon him from behind, the others. . .Two at least, watching him return to the farm. They stay back, observe, he feels no killing intent from them so he does not charge after them. Despite their reputation, demons can be patient, can lean, and some even come to know better than to ask on their impulses. These watching him now, looking past him towards the little fallen angel as he comes into view to greet him, they are no fools. [i]'She was most likely a tool, goaded into attacking. She was easily manipulated'[/i] Kuro glances up at his brother as he moves in close to the run and with a silent communication he calls the smaller demon to come down and stand with him. Dropping down from his perch atop one of the four posts at the corners of the run Dani drops down, flaring his wings out as he comes to stand beside his little brother. It is rather old fashioned, but Kuro feels it may be worth the effort, and as far as Dani is concerned, anything he can to to amuse himself and keep the toy to himself is worth it.

Together the two sons of Satan stand, looking towards the presence much further back along the tree line, nearly at the edge of sight. Kuro's wings come out, one arching out behind Dani to show his support of the smaller demon, while Dani's arch up, showing his strength and willingness to fight. The watching demons look to one another, recognizing not only the act, but at the sight of Dani realize just who they are dealing with. Like smoke they drift away from the farm lands, far and away to talk about what they have learned. They will not attack now, some even talk of giving up altogether, however the discussion will not find an end any time soon. Dani snarls then chuckles. “That made'em think twice huh?” He look up at his little brother glad to have done at least some little thing to help. Kuro nods in reply before at last turning to the angel.

“Sorry for ignoring you. There were others, watching, and Dani and I were just letting them know we are alert and ready for a fight.” He waves a hand with a smile. “Old tradition, but it worked, they moved off.” He then looks to his big brother. “Now, you can never say I never do anything for you.” Dani does not recognize the joke and with a snap and a huff he wanders off to go watch the pregnant cow, maybe talk her into giving birth early. With a quick jump, a few beats of his wings making it easier before he puts them away, Kuro hops into the run and looks at Aoba with a very warm smile. “You are safe for now.” Moving in close he takes the angel's left hand and brings it up to just above waist level between them. “Hold still for a second.” he murmurs, and gentle he attaches something to Aoba's wrist. 

The silver chain with faint gold etching here and there settle perfectly around the angel's wrist, a single amber charm dangling off of it catching the sunlight as Kuro turns Aoba's hand over to look at it. Holding on to the angel's hand with his right, his left slips forward to run gently through Aoba's hair. “I found this little trinket, and I thought it would suit you. Please keep it?” There is a touch of deviousness in his gaze, however for the most part he appears honest. It is not entirely a lie. He did find the ear that became the amber charm, and he really thinks the bracelet will suit the angel. He simply does not think Aoba needs to know just yet the full story behind the gift. His left hand drops down, not wanting to make Aoba fool too uncomfortable, however he continues holding the hand newly adorned with Kuro's gift, awaiting what the angel will have to say.