@heavenshealer liked for a starter!
Lucid rapped his knuckles against the door, announcing his presence before entering Raphael's office. Just by observation of the younger angels body language, something was up. He walked towards her with an impish disposition, a wash of guilt and embarrassment on his face. His hands were suspiciously hidden in the length of his robes, much like a monk would do.
"Hey Raphy. Um, could...could I ask you to take a look at something? I kinda hurt myself. It's not that bad! Just...please don't freak out?"








