[ The bedroom seems like a good idea, and Greg won't even bother with clothes. He'll just make sure that he has a good grip on that towel before heading through the hallway, just in case. If anyone is home, though, apparently they're in one of the other rooms, because things seem quiet for once.
He'll settle on the side of the bed, not managing to hide a grimace this time as he stretches out the wing in question so that Gabriel can get a proper look at it. Instead of lingering too long looking at it himself, though, he'll set to drying his hair off a bit with that towel, idly appreciating the fact that it was warm when he got it. It's a small thing, but thoughtful. ]
Maybe... I'll ask them about it the next time I'm there.
[ There's something uneasy in his tone even as he says it. He does eventually have to check in up there, and he's been putting it off lately. It's necessary, there shouldn't be anything to worry about, but at the same time, he would probably be gone for a week or so, all said and done. But it's a long way, and there are those nagging uncertainties still looming.
He decides not to linger on that subject. Today has been long, painful, and stressful enough as it is, without adding anything else to it. ]
She didn't do anything. Theoretically. You know, before she attacked me. I was following a lead on one of my missing demon cases. Judging by her reaction, I'm guessing she probably had something to hide.
[ Whether or not it actually had anything to do with his case, it's hard to say. He'll have to talk to her again to try to find that out, but next time he intends to keep a reliable barrier between them.
It might have been better, he thinks, if that window had been higher up. Then he would have had enough space to fly rather than just crash rudely into those prickly hedges. His habit of wearing layers despite the heat had definitely worked out in his favour this time, seeing as it kept thorns and bits of glass from cutting into his skin, or causing more damage to his wings. ]
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He'll settle on the side of the bed, not managing to hide a grimace this time as he stretches out the wing in question so that Gabriel can get a proper look at it. Instead of lingering too long looking at it himself, though, he'll set to drying his hair off a bit with that towel, idly appreciating the fact that it was warm when he got it. It's a small thing, but thoughtful. ]
Maybe... I'll ask them about it the next time I'm there.
[ There's something uneasy in his tone even as he says it. He does eventually have to check in up there, and he's been putting it off lately. It's necessary, there shouldn't be anything to worry about, but at the same time, he would probably be gone for a week or so, all said and done. But it's a long way, and there are those nagging uncertainties still looming.
He decides not to linger on that subject. Today has been long, painful, and stressful enough as it is, without adding anything else to it. ]
She didn't do anything. Theoretically. You know, before she attacked me. I was following a lead on one of my missing demon cases. Judging by her reaction, I'm guessing she probably had something to hide.
[ Whether or not it actually had anything to do with his case, it's hard to say. He'll have to talk to her again to try to find that out, but next time he intends to keep a reliable barrier between them.
It might have been better, he thinks, if that window had been higher up. Then he would have had enough space to fly rather than just crash rudely into those prickly hedges. His habit of wearing layers despite the heat had definitely worked out in his favour this time, seeing as it kept thorns and bits of glass from cutting into his skin, or causing more damage to his wings. ]