Aoba watched with his typical wide eyed and hopeful expression. Maybe Kuro could persuade Dani out of the sudden funk. Unfortunately, Dani didn’t seem like he wanted to be bothered. Aoba let out a soft sigh and let him be. For some reason he had a small guilty feeling as if he was the one that caused Dani’s sour mood. Looking at Kuro, Aoba gave a small nod and then looked at the animals. Even though he did wonder where Dani was flying to, he decided it was best not to ask. Demons were an odd species and technically with the false knowledge he was given about them, he was still learning. . .a lot. 

“Oh, of course.” He shuffled over to the sheep pens and began to unlock the gate. It was a repetitive routine for them. Aoba would keep them going in a straight line while Kuro and Dani guided them out. Or more correctly, Dani got them out of their pens and Kuro guided the rushing crowd out. Everything was more or less the same minus the rush. The sheep were let out first and instead of their usual panic run, they strolled out into the fields. One sheep slowed a few others down until Aoba gave it a light pat on the head and sent it on its way. The cows followed next of course. Mama and Otto were the last ones out and he smiled, petting Otto as he stayed close to his mother. She walked past, bumping her head against Aoba’s chest, making him laugh softly. “Off you two go.” Despite being a little slower without Dani, things weren’t too bad. It was a nice and calm leisurely pace compared to normal. 

In the process, Aoba hummed a soft tune, not knowing the words to it, if there were any for that matter. It filled the silence between the two when Aoba wasn’t sure what to say. “Oh, almost forgot to let the birds out.” He mentioned as he helped Kuro feed the pigs. They had been caring for the animals for the the past few weeks and the routine they had set made everything much easier. The fallen angel couldn’t consider himself a professional, especially with all the help received on the daily, but he could proudly say that if the other two had to leave he could take care of the animals himself. . . Of course, he would have preferred not being left alone, but the two were with him because they wanted to and he wouldn’t stop them from leaving. At times he did feel like he was cheating his sentence. After being kicked out of heaven, he was supposed to be bearing the weight of his punishment alone and learning from his mistakes, but here he was spending time with the very reason he was kicked out in the first place. Sometimes his own forgiveness was a shock to him. 

“Hey Kuro, you should come sit with- oof!” Rather comedically, one of the sheep had wandered over and unceremoniously settled itself right onto Aoba, knocking him over. His wings unfolded as he fell back and the sheep simply let out a low ‘baa’-ing noise and got comfortable. Aoba laughed and petted the sheep’s head before sitting up again and brushing the grass out of his hair. Instead of finishing what he wanted to say, he simply patted the free space by his side in order to get him to sit by his side. He hadn’t tucked his wings back yet, so as a wandering cow walked past and nudged his wing, he looked up and smiled. It wandered off after receiving a light pat and Aoba waited for Kuro to sit by him, of course if he wanted to.