Aoba stays silent through the telling and it hurts Kuro to see that searching, that yearning in the angel's eyes. The demon can read the question behind that gaze, and while the ache of it is there, his lack of heart makes it nothing more than a dull pressure. It's at times like this that the lack of heart comes to the fore in Kuro's mind, wondering how he would feel right now if he had one, seeing such pain and longing in the eyes of one he cares about. Would he simply care about this angel? Would he feel more strongly, or differently towards the creature? He has no answer to these questions and as the tale ends and he waits for Aoba's response he lets his mind settle in the now, in the reality, rather than taking a trip through wonderland.

The angel's simple words covey far more than he could imagine. Being demons, the lost and disjointed thought processes are easy to spot. It's at times like this, in humans at least, that demons can easily find their way into the human's soul. Being so lost, the very foundations shaken beneath them, it is easy to slip in and provide that footing for them and sway their souls without them noticing. However, as Dani watches this happen, his own desire to slip in subverted by the fact that such an attempt would end up with his little brother doing far more than just chopping his wings off, his own mind runs wild wondering why Kuro himself isn't doing it.

Turning to look at the taller male his eyes go a little wide. [i]'What's wrong with you!? This is your chance! Move in, trap him with you. You're a demon aren't you, why don't you act?! You want him, I know you do, and you'll never get a chance like this again. . . .Kurotama. . . What. . . .?'[/i]

Kuro can feel the eyes on him but he remains focused on his meal now that Aoba is focusing on his own. He knows what Dani is thinking, and indeed, his very nature is doing battle with his conscious over the urge to slip in when the way is so easily traversed. It's open, it's there, and his whole being it telling him it's the right thing to do. However, he just. . . .Can't. Glancing up at the comment he smiles and nods before scooping up the last few bite. [i]'No, not this way. I don't want in that way. That way is cheating, and as any demon can tell you, slipping int hat way does not make a real bond. It's something that can be broken, and indeed, the soul corrupted will itself know the wrongness of it eventually. All it would take is one meeting with the old man and Aoba would know I was acting falsely, and I would lose him. . .'[/i]

Turning to look at the angel as he cleans up Kuro tilts his head to the side at the question as Dani laughs in the background. Waving at the smaller demon to shut up, which does little good, Kuro answers with a slightly puzzled tone. “I thought that would be obvious.” Grabbing up the now empty glasses he joins Aoba in the kitchen and begins filling the sink with soapy water. The dishes from the day are not too many, but it is time to get them all clean none the less. “God decides what's right and what's wrong, what's good and what's evil. Since Papa defied God and was labeled evil, he's done his best to fulfill what his father thinks of him.” He looks to Dani who is just now coming down from his laughing.

“While Dani and I are true half breeds and know that what we do is, how you say, wrong, demons of any other kind find it the natural order of things, since Lucifer tells them that's how things are suppose to be. To them, evil is right, so they are evil. Papa has never stopped trying to live up to his father's expectations, and since Yahweh labeled him evil, he is evil.” He shrugs, turning off the water. “God decided what was evil, so you'd have to ask him why he considers certain things evil.”

From the other room Dani calls out, “Oh, and by the way, not all the things you think of as evil are things He considers evil, that's just the propaganda you angels have developed over the years to cover things He considers neither good nor evil. Angels are really black and while, while demons know there is such a thing as shades of gray. He doesn't actually see that way, we know that much.”

Kuro nods in agreement. “Murder is evil, killing is not. He doesn't care who one has sex with, thought the church will try and tell you different, and I know several angels who agree with the church's views on it. Marriage is not some sacred thing for men and woman only, it is a pagan ritual that represents the bonding of souls and the sharing of life.” Shrugging he looks to Aoba. “Most of these issues are earth things heaven bound angels know nothing about, but on earth these are hot issues that the angels have discussed at length since Yahweh will not give them guidance on such things. . . .”

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Fenrir continues watching silently and as more and more things pour out of the demon's mouth he finds him brain shutting down. [i]'There. . . There is nothing I can do for Aoba right now, and. . . And I can't think properly any more. . . .'[/i] With that final thought he wraps the mirror in it's cloth, the fabric effectively working like an off switch, and sets it on his bead side table. His thoughts have slowed to a very slow crawl and with nothing else that can help him this evening, he slips into bed and turns out the light, deciding that the best course of action is to sleep on it.