There hadn’t been much doubt from the angel that he would be accepted but the discomfort still lingered and he hated that about this situation. He wished he could offer a smile to reassure the other but instead started to move up the steps of the church instead. “A part of me wishes you could as well but that’s neither here nor there.” He whispered as moved to the door. “If I were going to be honest I would have to credit Luke for saving you. If he hadn’t drawn our attention I don’t know what would have happened. I had helped but he had put together the whole plan already. I still wonder how long he has been obsessed with this idea. It must have been almost as long as you were trapped.” He thought about the strange fallen often enough and often with pity.<br/><br/>Even if the other had hurt him and locked him away Milo had to wonder about his nature and what had brought him to that point. “As far as getting over your fear of my church. No time like the present.” He wasn’t giving Sam much chance to protest as he opened the door and carried the man through with a air of easy confidence. He had no choice but to have faith on this front because if his church became a place that someone like Sam could not enter... well then he was willing to cut his own wings off because then everything he had believed in had failed him.