".... you're an angelic type, right? Well then, listen to me carefully. If you run, if you make a scene, they'll kill you, and they'll hurt me. So I am trusting that you are too kind to do that."
He looked at her for a moment, then looked off to the side, sitting back down as he crossed his arms, his wings slowly touching the ground.
"... -sigh-, Look.. I'm just here to free a soul who's been tortured wrongly, they don't deserve to be down here. I'm here for them, I just-got lost. Alright?"
(Hey! Sorry for being so long-)