"No, you haven't." He knew that Rose's trust in him had been somewhat forced -had he not found her that day he knew she would not have told him. Raphael wondered if she ever worried that he would slip up and say something, and he wished he could ease that fear. Even when completely intoxicated he knew he would never betray her.

"I was curious," he admitted. "But I didn't want you to feel you had to tell me." And for the countless time that day, he caught himself trying to wrap a wing around only to find it no longer there.