Angel felt someone touching him, and he groaned a bit. Slowly he opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling, then he turned his gaze to look at Aniya. Just as she was about to get up and move away, did he reach out a hand to grasp her wrist. Slowly, Angel sat up on the bed, still holding her wrist and looking at Aniya, practically scanning her face and everything. Curiosity he did have, but could still not pinpoint what it was. Angel did have a rather dull look on his face, but it wasn't aggressive like usual. You could actually see very faint softness in his eyes. Very faint, but it was there.