Rolfe was back in a heartbeat, not losing his carefree smile. "You might not need to eat but adopted third prince over there needs to."
Andras glanced down at Reqiel, right, the Angels in the Celestial Realm needed sustenance, as well as adequate rest.
"After he wakes up." Andras grumbled, reaching out to shove Rolfe out of his window again.
"Andras?" Reqiel's voice made him freeze up, Rolfe hastily flying out of his reach. "Are you back?" The Angel spoke softly like he wasn't sure if he was alone in the room or not.
Andras often forgot that not everyone could see perfectly like he did, and especially for Reqiel who was visiting the Black Opal for the first time, he would have a much harder time.
The lamp came on with a flourish, catching Reqiel's attention momentarily before he noticed the shadow behind him. "When did you come back?" He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he spoke, not noticing Rolfe hanging out of reach of the lamp's light.
