This was all new and confusion and it showed on Ryan’s face. He really was terrible at hiding his emotions unlike his sister’s stonewalling. “Well... alright I suppose. If this is the fate that is outlined for us from my understand that’s pretty hard to escape.” That’s one of the main lessons he had learned from Kane and trauma he had gone through. “I’m not a healer on the level of Reake by any means, I do my best here and there and I suppose I have a talent in that department but...” He had seen the man’s work and was in awe. Though every healer worked a little differently and it was impossible to perfectly reproduce. “Was this something Milo was supposed to be teaching me? He has been looking out for me for a long time.”<br/><br/>It was a reminder that the odd angel was tangled up somewhere on the outskirts of this story. Michael would be familiar with his name as Milo was an amazing solider and had been to the front lines of the war but his suddenly developed facial paralysis often made him the subject of gossip. The healers of heaven couldn’t find anything physically wrong so some said it was in his head, others said it was what happened when you doubted God’s word and the start a fall. Milo hadn’t fallen but he hadn’t gotten better despite still going to battle and working hard to secure heaven he was always rather secretive and kept his opinion about the treaty and everything else to himself.