Doonoe would only snort about the Heaven bit, though he figured if he had went to Hell then the opposite should exist too right? He would glance sideways at the other every now and then as they continued to walk. "Of course there are people that live like me? Don't tell me that "God" doesn't listen to the prayers of homeless people." He paused to think about the whole god thing, wondering if maybe a vessel was picked for that too? Eh he really didn't care, he wasn't such a religious person. "Anyway, I live like this because I don't have a home. No parents or nothing to look after me so I sleep where I can keep warm and I eat whenever and whatever I can. It's tough but..." Doonoe trailed off for a moment before glancing back at the angel. "Hey do you get paid or anything for this job? I mean since I'm apparently such a big deal" He chuckled at this, "You gotta get paid or something to watch me right?"