It wasn't hard to support Sam, there wasn't much left to him as it wasn't like he was fed much in Hell. Milo was plenty strong to support both of them. He felt a breath of relief that the angel was seated as he took the offered food. "I can certainly sit and rest a bit." He offered sitting down right next to the other as he took the chocolate in hand and offered it to him. "Would you like some of this as well?" He offered a small piece to the angel in hand. "This is a very human treat and quite delicious. They always love something sweet for special occasions." He explained wanting to share something with the angel.<br/><br/>He had been through so much and he was sure the end the trauma would not be soon. The humans had offered medication to settle him but Milo wasn't sure he could do that. He could offer prayer and soothing instead but he hoped that was enough. "As far as what he was startled by... well he saw your wings." There was no way to sugar coat it for him and he wasn't planning to, "He probably hasn't seen someone's in the state yours are in. In my opinion there is nothing wrong with them but... they still need healing and the feathers, well, they are a mix of shades." He said softly not sure the other knew what that would mean.