Wrath listened to the girl as she explained her situation. How interesting to see an angel serve not only the angels' goddess, but the demons' god as well. True, they were from the same gods but with the way the two races had been feuding, it seemed like they would never have one choose the other god or goddess, much less a priestess who chose both. How weird these creatures seemed to be. One second they'd be feuding and the next they were getting along and mating. Why did he even bother to learn more about these things?
The male looked to the girl question as she seemed to hold up at the mention of a relative. Something had happened there, but she didn't seem to be in the 'sharing' mood for that kind of story anymore. Instead, it was back to the temples and angel vs. demon thing. An angel who wanted to bridge the two races together... The very idea had made the tarsian give a scoff as he turned away a bit. "Foolish is an understatement." He'd seen them for generations. There would be no 'building bridges' anytime soon.
But the angel had brought up a good point. Why had he come back to see her? He had no reason to other than to fill his day with something, but it was still not a good enough reason. Wrath looked up towards the sky, almost tempted to just give her another sound in reply. He almost did, but she was trying to talk to him. "It wasn't like you gave much of a choice," he commented. "Besides, who said I ever left?"
The male looked to the girl question as she seemed to hold up at the mention of a relative. Something had happened there, but she didn't seem to be in the 'sharing' mood for that kind of story anymore. Instead, it was back to the temples and angel vs. demon thing. An angel who wanted to bridge the two races together... The very idea had made the tarsian give a scoff as he turned away a bit. "Foolish is an understatement." He'd seen them for generations. There would be no 'building bridges' anytime soon.
But the angel had brought up a good point. Why had he come back to see her? He had no reason to other than to fill his day with something, but it was still not a good enough reason. Wrath looked up towards the sky, almost tempted to just give her another sound in reply. He almost did, but she was trying to talk to him. "It wasn't like you gave much of a choice," he commented. "Besides, who said I ever left?"
