Bring plucked like this was a rather intimate act and he let himself bask in the touch even as did send shivers up his spine from time to time and made him tingle all over. He waited patiently as the other worked through his wings. It felt like ages as the beautiful singing put him into a trance-like state. The sound was truly amazing and he wanted to hear more of it. When he finally stopped and confessed his forgiving nature Milo couldn't help but admire it. "I wish I had that sort of forgiveness in my heart. There are possibly some people I do... strongly dislike if not hate. I do think I hate Asmodeus for what he did to you. Isael might have been a naive jealous fool but it was the demon that saw fit to inflict this on you and I don't think I can forgive him for that." Milo admitted.<br/><br/>He had already vowed that if given the chance he would slay that demon in battle and make it painful so he could feel a fraction of what he had done to this pure soul. Maybe even ruining his chances for a better life in Heaven serving where he belonged and where he could give his gift to so many people. The hug from behind left his ears burning as he could swear that the warm touch from Sam warmed him in turn. Few got close enough to touch him so intimately as so many were scared of catching whatever caused his face problems and Milo trusted so few near his person. He was always good as the distant mentor but never as a close friend.