Iris carefully removed a sliver of white meat, feeling her shoulders hunch to the sound of crushing bone. She knew that wasn't how the wings should be consumed, but she'd ignore it just to give her a moment's longer rest. Angels didn't need to eat, though it was still possible if they wished to indulge themselves. Yet now that she was cursed with the needs of a human, food was something that she found herself needing. It always felt like a meaningless task, having to stop several times a day to refuel.<br/><br/>Her eyes led their way up to meet Roan, studying him in a fixated manner while the strip of chicken was brought to her mouth. His new interest in her sent urges to stand and walk away to rise, not to escape further pain but to avoid the new way he saw her. Memories of a past life were forced to the surface with each question, after she had tried so hard to become human. He would never allow her to blend in, this she already knew was certain.<br/><br/>"There are higher angels, standing above all of us with their commands," She breathed in slowly, delicately chewing the meat before swallowing it, "They judge us, carry out orders, and even go as far as to frighten us if we do not comply. We name them the council, multiple beings but they are one. No faces, only shadows under the rim of their hoods." Iris paused, realizing this was the first time she had described the entities. They had always been fact in her mind, there was never any need to explain exactly who they were.<br/><br/>Taking her glass of water, she noticed her hand shaking before reaching out the other to use both hands. The drink was cool against her throat, but still it felt as if her words were beginning to burn. Speaking of her world was no worse than what she had done to lose it all, but centuries of oaths still plague her thoughts. "People only worship so they have something to live for, promises of a Hell is to frighten the wicked and Heaven's gates drive humans to the point of madness as they do everything they can to see them," Her glass lowered back to the table, eyes following as they closed.