He closed his eyes as she lifted his shirt over his head "Yeah, I had worst then this before." he siad to her his eyes open when she said something about his wings -She saw them? This is not good if she saw them no living person should have seen them but I had no other chose....- he thought to himself when there was a rush of pain from his shoulder that got him back into reality "FUCK! That hurt!" he yelled out in pain "Wings? look miss raven I am no angel trust me I am far from it." he said to her witch was true he wasn't a standard angel just a reaper, a collector but there was no way in hell he can tell her that she think she was a killer or crazy if that was the case.