-The Capital-
-Celestial Realm-
Nerae thanked Jarrett, less jittery when Cirion was safe in his little house and the street was completely empty as it usually was.
Jarrett seemed a little hesitant to leave him and considering that the burly Angel thought he had been the one to cause Cirion's injuries, he could understand why.
He immediately cleaned Cirion up as best as he could, wiping the blood off the Angel's face absently. If Cirion had ended up like this, what was going to happen to Nereqiel? Would he be safe on Earth?
The wet rag in his hand stilled, his eyes unfocused as he spaced out so he didn't notice Cirion's eyes flicking open, not until the other caught his wrist and pulled him down.