As Kuro walked beside him, Aoba started to clean the few dishes in the sink. He swatted Kuro's hands away, insisting he could do it himself. "Well, in my defense, I only wanted to make sure. . . Being told things like this does make you start to question. Not that I really need to." The last part he said sounded more like a reminder to himself. . . He kept a relatively calm look, keeping his eyes down on the dishes. He did however look over at Dani while he was laughing hysterically, but turned back to listen to Kuro. There was not anything he could say in response. The things he believed in had been tampered with. He wasn't sure what to believe at the moment, and for some reason he didn't want to believe in anything. Not what Kuro explained, not what he was taught- he just wanted a quiet, simple life where he didn't have to worry about a demon trying to murder him or have to feel guilty by the eyes that could have been watching him. But then again. . . Once an angel fell, did the angels above forget about them? He remembered reading about mirrors to see things on Earth, but he didn't know too much about it.
"Not all bad things are evil. But all evil things are bad. . . Well, I knew that." Aoba commented, moving on to dry the dishes he cleaned up. Hearing that marriage was just an option made his nose scrunch up. He was sure that one was true. It was a tradition that was upheld by all the angels. He never had a significant other to care much for who loved who. When he finished drying the dishes and putting them away, Aoba put a hand on his head. "Well, this was. . . Eventful." The fallen angel could almost feel the headache about to occur with all the new information and with all the racing thoughts. That, and it was late. For a brief moment, he went over everything they did for the day. They cared for the animals, planted seeds, got the animals back in and bathed. It was quite a busy day. . .
"As much as I'd love to stay and discuss more about. . .this. . . I'm tired. So, I'm going to go to bed." He gave a small smile, though the mix of emotions never left his blue eyes. He turned and yawned, walking up the steps. When he got to his room, he stripped out of his day clothes until he was left in his boxers. Aoba crawled under the blanket, folding his wings in the process. They didn't stay folded for long, as soon as he laid on his side, his wings stretched out behind him. For a moment, he stared out the window, rethinking everything that he said. But, with a final sigh he closed his eyes letting sleep take over.
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"Hmph. What a wasted opportunity." Dani stretched out on the couch. He had 'politely' waited for Aoba to leave before he spoke on the subject. At that moment, Aoba had been so vulnerable. . . He could practically taste the chance of tainting the angel even more. Of course, he cared more about himself and not being harmed more than Aoba's taint. "You could've at least let me do it. . ." He huffed but stood. If the toy was going to bed then he was going to go back to Mama cow. Sitting with his brother couldn't be entertaining.