That was probably smart. Although the people would probably love him if they knew he was half angel.

He didn't want anyones attention for what he was if they weren't Electa.

Then it was good he hid his wings.

Yeah. But at least he could show them if need be.

He hugged Electa with one arm nervously as he followed the van car thing.

Very true.

The car was leading to one of the streets that bordered the Zocalo. The square came into view. The Zocalo was huge, with people streaming by the thousands into its broad expanse.

He looked amazed at how many people there were.

Astage had been set up at the cathedral end of the square, bathed in floodlights. There were food stands, and vendors moving through the crowd selling angel wings, holding them up in feathery white clusters like giant dandelion heads.

Vexin saw the wings and shook his head, he liked his better to be honest.

So did Electa.

Aw~.

"I don't understand, why would they be so willing to accept beings that seemed to have decided to just flood our world?" He muttered.