[color=red][h3]Kaia Iona[/h3][/color]

The heartbreaking scenario of a lone, wilderness-raised Angel lost and confused in the big city forever doomed to make amazing breakfasts and stutter around pretty girls flashed through her head. Which, of course, caused a dull ache of sympathy and concern to win over the little voice in her head that wanted to go pass out in bed again. He was probably fine. It wouldn't be hard for her to find him. 

"[color=red]M[i]kay[/i], thanks,[/color]" Kaia hummed, slipping around Not-Really-A-Morning-Guy to continue on her original path towards the lobby.