Diligence lets out an angry huff from behind the little Virtue. Humility, ignoring her, frowns slightly.
"How… how do you want to help us?" he asks cautiously.
"I aim to try and change the way the angels think of you. Too many of us think of you and your siblings as...machinery. Its caused deaths, now, even." Tiras' wings flex a little, almost long enough to brush the ground, as they settle behind them.
"And to do something like prove that idea wrong, I will likely need your help, Sac...Humility."













