When Evelyn spoke it made Thaal feel as if he would recover instantly. "Do you think it is safe wherever we are? My father will send minions when he discovers my body is not among the slain. And my soul does not return to the depths of hell he will be most confused." Thaal closed his wings and let out an heavy breath. Even breathing hurt, but he was happy to be with Evelyn. The idea of being bedridden did not appeal to him however, but he acknowledged that he was in no position to be picky. "Do you really think I'll survive? I can barely even move... And why are you not with the other angels? Tell me why you are helping me and why do you care if I survive?" Thaal asked. His sad gaze meeting Evelyn's. He tried to fight the feelings growing for her but this was not something he could slay with an blade or magic. He had no idea what to do about his emotions, and felt foolish for even having emotions for an angel.