Marsh nodded."Yeah."He said

"Alright." Grabbing two cups, the angel filled them both, passing one to Marsh as he sat down. "While we're on the topic of spies, how long have you had them anyway?"
((I have no idea how to continue this conversation... ><))

Marsh chuckled."A while now, maybe since last year."He said sipping on the water."though i do wonder why they agree to help me of all people with my crimes against the supernaturals even before the war started."He said

Richter hummed. "Who knows? Perhaps they knew your family, or one of your friends, and owed them a favor. Or perhaps they just want an end to this war, and with you on the Angels' side, they felt that they should help you, despite all that happened. Ren would kill me if I had spies though..."

Marsh scoffed."Oh he's harmless.He wouldn't want to lose a angel member he rather have gain then lose,but who knows, maybe your right about the spy thing."He said

"Hm... Perhaps, perhaps... but he can be fierce when he wants to, and I wouldn't doubt he'd kill me should I ever anger him enough. Though for the spies.... I guess we'll only know if we ask, huh?" Richter said, sipping his water. "But, anyway, would you rather wait for a healer or wait the days till your wounds heal? Though I think it'll only make your wounds heal a day or two faster..."

"hm..i would want a healer."He said."And obliviously you haven't seen some of the healers works.They could heal something that would take months to heal in 76 hours or a day depending on their strength."He said

"Haha, I haven't gotten hurt to the point I would need a healer, so I wouldn't know. Alright, I'll ask Ren to call someone in. He should be taking a walk right now, to clear his thoughts. Guessing his back in an hour?" Richter said, thinking. He wasn't really quite sure how long his friend would take to come back, seeing as how he could spend an entire day outdoors. "Huh, I guess I have time to kill then..."

Marsh chuckled."ren is weird,but that sister of his is weirder."He said as he sipped on the water.

"And why so?" Richter never gave much thought about Ren's sister, though he knew plenty about her. Ren would, after all, sometimes lose himself when he talks about Chiyoru.