<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Even with all of the irritation and annoyance on Audrey's face, the woman never went to fast, nor did she ever let down her guard.  Even if she hated angels, which was painfully obvious by this point, she seemed to take care in looking out for not only Kol, but him.  Wherever they were headed, he was certain that the people were in good care if Audrey was their leader.  Maybe, just maybe, all hope he had for humanity wasn't lost, but then, since he had seen her, then it really couldn't be gone.<br/>
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He brought up the rear as best as he could with Kol leaning on him.  He didn't dare let on just how bad he was hurting just in case they did walk into an ambush.  He'd been able to take down many demons before he was caught, even though they outnumbered him and he knew that it would take a few demons for one angel now.  Well, an Angel at full power.  He just needed to appear that way, just in case.<br/>
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It didn't matter though.  They traveled through the sewers without incident and even as dusk settled, they made it back without even a hint of trouble.  When he saw the tents and the rest of the camp, he felt himself relax.  Kol was safe, and that was what had mattered.  As he took in the camp, he was impressed.  He'd thought large numbers of humans like this wouldn't be able to survive without the demons knowing of their existence.  Not only were they surviving, but they were damn near thriving.<br/>
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He could feel eyes on them though as he and Kol made their way behind Audrey.  They were unsettled by his presence.  He had never felt the urge to shrink down in the midst of demons, but here...  He wished he could disappear.  It was unsettling to be met with distrust and anger.  The last time he'd been around humans of this magnitude, they had accepted him as one of their own.  He could feel the guilt thick in the back of his throat, making it hard to swallow.<br/>
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"I'm not leaving Kol, and I'll be okay" he assured the woman, squeezing back momentarily before she went to see the doctor.  Neither one of those were the truth.  Once Kol was settled and unafraid... when she didn't need to hide behind him anymore, he'd have to leave.  He knew Audrey wouldn't want him in the camp any longer than he had to be, and he had to find the rest of the angels.  If there were any left.<br/>
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As for healing on his own, he had in the beginning, healed rather quickly, but as time went on, he healed slower and slower.  The wounds he was carrying now, some of them were days old, cut deep with a demon blade or scorched with hellfire.  He wasn't healing like he should and he was amazed he was still on his feet.  He inclined his head anyway in a sort of 'after you,' gesture to the woman who had brought them here and followed after her with as much steadiness as he could muster.<br/>
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He was glad she wasn't insisting on taking his sword yet.  Not only was it a powerful weapon that could not only kill demons, it could kill angels as well, but he was fairly certain he was too weak to summon it once again.  "I appreciate you letting me stay long enough to make sure she's safe, and she'll stay safe here should she and you choose to allow her to stay indefinitely," he says quietly, choosing his words carefully.  She didn't seem like the type to look for praise, especially from him so he stuck with gratitude.  "I am in your debt," he bows his chin slightly before holding out his arm to the side.  <br/>
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"My sword," he continues, looking at his empty hand before the blade in question appears and he grips the hilt.  He stabs the ground in between them, though he doesn't let go and kneels before her.  "I Remiel, Archangel of Hope vow to use my power and sword to repay this human the debt I owe her. To protect her and her camp, or to die trying, until my debt is paid."<br/>
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Daniel frowned as he looked around the camp for any sign of their fearless leader, catching Sam's words out of the corner of his eyes.  He turned to the musician, inclining his head for the both of them to follow him.  He'd show them around as he looked for her.  He didn't think she'd have a problem with the two of them, even the demon as they already had one in the camp.<br/>
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He'd translate what was where as he went.  The cook tent, the gardens, the well.  The people they came across he of course let them introduce themselves.  It was much easier that way, all of the while keeping an eye out for his missing leader.  <br/>
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Finally, he saw her and he tugged on Sam's sleeve to get them both following him again.  He'd picked up his pace, but didn't see the blond man kneeling in front of Audrey till they were nearly on top of him.  Even with all of the blood and dirt coating his body, the blade and energy the man gave off screamed something different than he had ever felt.  <i>Angel.</i><br/>
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He almost didn't have time to react as the man gracefully spun up to his feet, the glint of silver in his hand the only warning Daniel got before he was pulling out his bow and aiming it as this angel's head.  It wouldn't do damage, but it'd slow him down, he was sure.  It was then he noticed that the blond wasn't paying any attention to Daniel.  Instead he seemed to be staring at something over his shoulder, his stance defensive and standing directly in front of Audrey.<br/>
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<i>Oh,</i> Daniel thought as he remembered Reinard behind him.  Angel.  Demon.  He looked around the angel questioningly at their leader before the angel dropped back to his knee, panting.  Ahh, weakened and hurt.  That explained it, that was why Audrey brought the angel back.  He was hurt.<br/>
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