This close to him, Angel had a clear look at the scars and his smooth skin. He drew his eyes back to unlock the torture device on his ears, huffing in content once it was off. It was instinct to smooth a hand over his ears, but  he suddenly pulled back. "I apologize that was forward of me. Um... feel better now?" The feel of the fine fur on his ears was still on his hands and he rubbed them nervously in his slacks.<br/><br/>"This way. I'll show you the music room."