"I mean, again, we're not all that bad." Lyra replied, quickly catching up to him as he started walking to the Gate to Hell. "But then again, not all of us are exactly what humans think Angeks should be." She shrugged, different people were different, and she couldn't control that. Much as she disliked some of them, it didn't mean she could snap her fingers and they would automatically change.

As they neared the gates, Lyra flipped her hood up, and double-checked that her wings were retracted all the way. Funny thing about Angel wings, most people found them bothersome, and could make their wings disappear completely. Ugh she was nervous, crossing the border was a huge no, and if she was caught... Well, she didn't want to think of the consequences.