[ Like the sensation of a headache subsiding, Kwang can feel the pressure in his head and in his back lessening slowly. Soon enough he'll be able to summon enough strength to force the wings to burn out and turn to ash, but - not just yet.
It allows him to keep some distance between him and Rook, which is best, because he doesn't want to believe a demon could be around for good, but Rook is persuasive.
Of course he'd be. ]
What do you want from me? [ It's an honest, genuine, earnest question. Why do you seem to care, Rook? ]
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It allows him to keep some distance between him and Rook, which is best, because he doesn't want to believe a demon could be around for good, but Rook is persuasive.
Of course he'd be. ]
What do you want from me? [ It's an honest, genuine, earnest question. Why do you seem to care, Rook? ]