"So. What are you, anyway?" She asked, glancing at Vexin

"A boy?" He said,confused a bit but still a little bit dazed. The angelic like hints of light had faded from the inhuman teal of his eyes.

"Part angel, part human. How?"

He wince and moved away from her a bit,having gathered she obviously killed them.He didn't blame her though. "I...Don't know." He said simply.It was true,he didn't know how he was what he was.He just...was. His grip on the bracelet somehow tightened.By a good bit.

"The only way I can think for that to happen is--" She broke off, almost scowling as she tapped the steering wheel. "No way," she said in an undertone. "It can't be." She asked abruptly, "What about your parents? Who's your father? Do you know him?"

Vexin looked at her with wide teal eyes filled with confusion. "I know my parents,but ... they're not around a lot.What,is...something wrong with my d-er..Mr.Grace?"

"My name's Electa. And you're Vexin. And your last name is Grace, apparently." Her voice was curt. She sped up to pass an eighteen-wheeler. The Porsche moved like silk on glass. "I was given orders to kill you."

Somehow Vex paled more than his soft complexion. "Wh-what d-did I d-do?!" He said,seeming to panic a little and scoot away from her. His teal eyes not frantic and he seemed very nervous.Very,Very nervous. "I-I'm s-sorry if I d-didn't play a g-game fair or-or made someone have a g-grudge on me." He murmured,trying to figure out a reason he'd be wanted dead other that due to what he was.
Vexin Grace was starting to have a bit of a panic attack.

She snorted slightly. "Don't worry. I'm not going to do it. I work for the CIA." She grimaced. "Or worked, probably. My job was to hunt down and destroy angels. I was told that you're one. And instead, you're..." She trailed off. "Like nothing I've ever seen before," she muttered.

He was a bit confused,clearly,but relaxed a bit. 'Gun girl=Electa. Maybe 17. Female. Serious. Knows her stuff 'bout what she does.' He thought,analyzing her now. He didn't hear what she muttered and he sighed,his grip faintly lessening on the bracelet.Faintly. "But if you where s-supposed to kill me...why not? If I'm d-different,so what?"