" I didn't destroy them- the pure angels did. I don't feed, and it isn't like I even asked to be here in the first place. It is incredibly self centered daring to say that we caused it. You all would kill each other anyway. If 'My kind' were here or not. " He said back with a growl, his voice threatening.. all angels were known for there completely passive nature..

"Does it hurt?" she asked

"Well let me just say that if you had a halo, you would be long gone by now. But I have reason to believe that you might be the keystone to destroying the angels. So," she said, her voice now airy, almost patronizing, "I'm not letting you out of my sight until further notice."

" not unless it touches the membrane. more anoying that i can't always stich it up."

"What happens if you can't stitch it up?"

" it either makes a bump, or i can't fly until i can get it stiched"

"That's not good."

" yeah, i probly should go now, only so many hours in the night."
Thyme starts to run to get momentum

" A lot of people like me don't have halos because we aren't technically an angel you dim wit! And if I wanted to run right this second I could and you would have to bring me back dead. "

Willow watches her