Samuel whipped around towards Ryan's voice, beaming wide as he heard rapid foot prints coming towards him. It was so nice to have a friend. A real friend. Everything had been so serious up in heaven before. Down here it was oddly freeing. To be able to spend some time with Ryan was just more joy. "Hi," he said, face flushed from the frigid cold. At least he couldn't get sick. His eyes widened at the idea. "But what about my wings?" He said softly, turning slightly so that Ryan could see them. He ducked his head sheepishly. "I'm not strong enough yet to hide them." But oh to heck with it. Smiling, he folded his wings and promptly fell backwards into the fresh snow. He laughed in delight, also feeling like a child as he made a clumsy looking snow angel.<br/><br/>He awkwardly got back up. "Goodness that is cold!" He brushed the snow off, then shook out his wings. "It's good to see you again Ryan," he said, coming towards him. He felt more alive than he had in so long. He reached out, and if Ryan came close, he'd draw him into a tight hug. "Thank you for helping me heal," he whispered, then kissed his cheek and pulled back. "I really like chocolate. That sounds really good." Holding Ryan's hand, he let the other lead him back inside the church, which was very warm and welcoming to them both. Jared had already gone back inside and was getting the drinks ready. Samuel stopped at the door and took off the coat, scarf and gloves, leaving the wet pants on for now. "How's work been at the hospital?" He asked lightly, eager to always learn and know more.