Slowly, she paused when noticing the two tears that came from Thaal's eyes. Setting the plate down on her lap gently, Evelyn used her index finger to gently wipe away the tears after he'd stared off into the distance. Briefly, she wondered what those sad eyes hid- What emotions they concealed from her. "Are you okay?" Evelyn softly questioned, a bit of concern evident in her voice. It wasn't that she considered any man who cried to be weak- It was much the opposite. Any man who shed tears, she believed, was braver than those who tried to conceal them. "I apologize, if it was anything I've said or done." She held another bite of eggs up to Thaal's mouth for him to eat, waiting until he'd cleaned the fork before pulling back again. "I can try to move you to the bed tonight, if you'd like. It may be a more comfortable place for you." The more she watched and spoke with this demon, the more she seemed to realize that he didn't hardly seem to be the cold-blooded stereotype that angels always claimed demons were. He just seemed like a sad, tormented man, haunted by the time of war, if not also by memories of life. Life, no matter the situation, was always the problem. Life.. Was a journey, that many didn't fully make through. "Look to me. I'll tell you a story, if you'd like. Maybe it can help you get to sleep, once you finish eating."