Raphael gave another smile, grateful that he wasn't probed for questions. Come to think of it, the man didn't seem fazed in the least to hear he was an angel. Didn't he say there were others here? Je considered extending his aura to see if he could sense who else lived here, but decided it wouldn't be very nice if he passed out on the bar floor. He could always find out later, if...

"So... So people stay here?" he asked. "Like a hotel?" He wondered what he would have to do to stay here as well, it felt so safe somehow... "How did you come about this place?" He started towelling his wing, twitching a bit in pain when he dug his fingers in to dry them. The firey feathers seemed to hang there miserably, jutting in every direction and covered in so much blood it was difficult to distinguish between the fire-color and the deep crimson.
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