Raphael watched his hand as it turned to ice and he said "You're not cursed you're just a misguided soul who need to be shown the warmth of love and compassion that you never recieved from anyone but my brother Jesus on the day of his death" he said holding his arms out just to watch the horse disappear and he sighed deeply "I will come back day and day again" Raphael said sweetly as he placed his hand in his pocket to keep it warm and hopefully melt the ice he knew that the white stallion could hear him. Then he turned around and followed his own footsteps until he was back inside the hotel that he was sharing with his brother. He hoped that Michael would still be asleep when he walked in because if not Michael would get mad at him for leaving but he honestly didn't care. He had done what his father would've said to do.