By the time Asran had returned Nadia had left.

Asran returned to the city slightly wounded, but okay. At seeing Astoria he smiled his armor fading into black smoke as he knew it was safe. That everyone would be okay now that the overly aggressive Angel was gone. Why had the angel just decided to attack like that he’d no idea. He approached Astoria smiling at her, “I took care of that nasty angel. Don’t know what the hell got that asshole in a twist. I mean I haven done anything wrong.” He chuckled then looked to Astoria. “So listen I was thinking... Maybe we could, go on a date later today. Have a picnic on the hill. I’ll cook,” he smiled happily.