A Picnic That Enraged Pathfinder

Sitting with the gals currently living in the mansion, Raguel had taken the appearance of a man who looked the same as him but lacked the heavenly radiance. His smile was as bright as ever and helped ease the discomfort and doubts Tanya, Aura, and the others had about sharing tea and sweets with a literal angel.

To their surprise, he was far more approachable than they'd expected and accepted their kind gestures warmly as they poured him the tea or offered him the snacks. Having never truly had much of any mortal feast, the smile on Raguel grew warmer as time went on. As if watching a child, not an angel experiencing something pleasant for the first time, the sight of him enjoying himself in their company, invoked a protective instinct inside of them all.