Michael didn't react at first when the wings were revealed, just a small smile on his face. "Ah, you have that sort... I have always loved them." He reaches out and runs a finger over a few feathers, watching them lighten in color, one turning completely white. "They change color based on what you are exposed to. Heaven turns them white, hell turns them black. The human world is neutral." He explains. "You don't look to have been taking very good care of them though, some of those feather have got to be hurting you. Let me help you preen them. It can wreck your flight pattern too." He says. He pulls out what look like pliers, standard preening tool these days. They didn't used to be so advanced but some genius named Tesla had come to heaven and he had an obsession with their wings and had made these for everyone. Michael thought they guy was a bit creepy but Reake insisted he was harmless.<br/><br/>"Oh of course it can be done! It just needs a proper request and a hearing before Father to certify purity." Reake nods. He was certain someone like Ryan would pass. He makes sure to clarify. "Purity of heart that is. Many with angel blood become corrupted in the human world but Ryan just seems perfectly sweet. The trouble can be getting to the hearing." He rolls his eyes here, as he is sure Michael is correct about what happened, should Ryan have applied before.<br/><br/>The angel is more than delighted to hear she would help, or rather, that they were helping each other as it were. "Oh of course I will help! I swear it! Ryan is just so sweet, I know he will have a ton of fun up there! I can show him around once we get him through the gates!" The Seraphim is so excited he almost forgets business. "Oh right. So all I have to go off of is a description and the name. If you could tell me more about him, or how to contact him, that would be wonderful." Reake says with a smile.