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Kyou nodded, from what he had read about angels they were pretty much indestructable unless of course they chose to die. It certainly explained how Sereph had managed to survive for so long in there.
"Well, if you need a place to stay I can see about finding a room for you here. And if they're aren't any empty ones we can find somewhere in the village, and there's always my floor if you're desperate." he smiled nervously. Did angels even need to sleep? He really wasn't sure what to do in this kind of situation.

Kyou noticed the rope a let out a small gasp. The rope had once been tied around his wing but by the looks of it, it had rubbed away most of the flesh beneath it and the wound had healed around it, it would be very painful to remove but it could become infected if he left it. He felt his head ache with a dull pain, reminding him of his own injury. His horns had ceased to be so sensitive as the living tissue in them had deteriorated and his hair had grown almost two or three inches since he cut it off. He still had problems keeping his balance than before, the whole effect was rather strange.
"It's no bother. You've obviously been injured in the past, and it won't go away if you don't let them heal properly." he said, reaching for the angel's wing.

Kyou blinked at the taller angel. Could it be true, had he really murdered someone. He had learned through many of the Abbey's visitors that causing the death of another was not as simple as the scriptures had specified. While some were fairly adament that the taking of another life was unforgivable, he had found himself listening to the confessions of the wounded and dying when the war had forced the Abbey to act as a military hospital. Soldier upon soldier had told him their stories and everyone of them had comitted murder in the eyes of the Gods. But they had no choice, they had to kill in order to survive. He himself had attempted to take his own life, was that considered murder as well?
"Every creature on this earth is worthy of compassion, Sereph." he said looking rather troubled "I know next to nothing about you so it's not my place to judge. But you hardly seem capable of killing in cold blood, I don't know."

Kyou stared up at the taller angel, his work on his injured wing paused momentarily. In a strange way Sereph's story reminded him somewhat of his own.
"Well if she restrained you like this then there was truly nothing you could have done to prevent her death." he said sympathetically. "And as for running away. Well this may sound a little stupid, you being an angel and all, but that doesn't make you a coward it just makes you human. And if her family had an ounce the humanity that you have then they should have been able to forgive you." he said as he quickly cast some painkilling spells over the angel's injured wing. He could hardly judge Sereph for running away, because he had been guilty of the same thing.

Kyou smiled once more as he carefully removed the rope that was attached so cruelly to the base of the wing. He did not need surgical instruments and while drugs helped with some things he could do without them as well most of the time. The young fae had spend years studying healing magic and while he was nowhere near as good as say, the unicorns, he knew exactly how to deal with accidents and injuries, although infections still gave him trouble. the right application of magical engergy and the raw flesh was already looking less red.
"That's very nice of you, Sereph." he said quietly "But I doubt there's anything you could do for me at the moment."

Kyou hesitated. Of course the angel would have sensed that he had something weighing upon his mind, but he had spent so much time in the last month ignoring his problems that the idea of thinking about them again seemed quite nervewracking.

When he had left the clinic at Dr Miyagi's insistence he had withdrawn from normal life and buried himself into his studies. No doubt his red haired mentor had wanted him to see the world and meet new people but he just wasn't confident enough. Now that he was being forced to think about it again, he really did feel worthless.

"Well, my problems are hardly important." he said shakily "I would only bore you with them." He couldn't bring himself to tell the angel about how he had lapsed, allowed himself to fall in love only to have it thrown back in his face and about the 'accident' that had follwed, or the accidents that had happened since then which not even Dr Miyagi knew about.

Kyou carefully avoided the angel's gaze and suddenly found the gravel beneath his feet very interesting. A part of him felt too ashamed to say anything but that tiny inner voice he had was telling him that out of all the poeple in this world, Sereph was the best one to talk to. He couldn't help but feel slightly warm inside at the thought that someone wanted to listen to him. Dr Miyagi had listened to him, but it was sanitised and clinical, like he was listing symptoms of a disease. And Hyde had listened to him, but in retrospect he was probably more preoccupied with his own problems.

"Well, the short version is that I lost someone very special to me, nowhere near as tragically as you did, but I thought I was in love with this person and it seems those feelings weren't returned." he sighed and stared at some obscure spot at the other end of the courtyard. "But this isn't really a good place to discuss those sorts of things. Being here only reminds of going to confession, and those things never helped me much."

Kyou shrugged a little, he really hadn't thought that far ahead. Other than his temporary room here and his room at the clinic, he didn't have anywhere to go. He felt the urge to venture out into the unknown for once. To not stay where it was safe.

"We could go down to the vilage?" he suggested, I've only been there once or twice but it looked nice. And the sea's quite near here. I keep meaning to go but I never do."