Raphael felt his protective instincts shoot up and suddenly all he wanted to do was protect her. He had, at one time, been the Angel of Lovers and thus mating rituals were familiar to him. Or rather, they had been before he intentionally surpressed his knowledge of such things. After hearing this, he found he did have questions but he set them aside, lightly stroking her hair affectionately, silently trying to reassure her as best as he could.

Wings were good for such things, he realized.

"Did he hurt you...?" he found himself asking before he could stop it. Raphael did understand it would not have been her twin's fault -instinctive nature was quite strong, after all- but he couldn't help that strong desire to know she hadn't been... Well...

He pulled her into another hug.

How could I have been so selfish...?