No.. It is fine, you didn't know. -The figure's grey eyes shifted to the other male, examining him quietly.-
Yeah.. I'm okay.. -He looks down shamefully, overwhelmed with loss, he'd tried to take his own life.. And ended up here.. As an angel, human no longer, but.. He still ended up back on earth..  Unable to die. Thoughts raced through his mind as he thought, almost aloud to himself, What am I to do.. How should I.. Well.. The humans.. And.. These.. Anthropomorpics.. They don't have a clue.. Can they see my wings? I think they can, but.. Maybe they think it's natural, maybe there are others out there like me.. Or atleast look like me.. His orbs scanned the earth below him, and he shook his head. What should my goal in life be.. Or.. Is this death? I don't understand this.. Maybe.. Maybe I was sent back.. To save others.. From this fate? The sun danced about on the figure's skin, the ivory-covered ribbons that devoured his body flowed in the light breeze. Florescent feathers broke free from his wings, escaping with the wind.