Sam sighed at Atma. Blunt as always. "You're telling me to not worry about Death. I'm not a rookie, ya know," she snapped. She let go of him finally, spinning on her heel and walking away, towards Azreal and Hatsu. She stopped behind the rainbow-winged demon, with her hands on her hips. "You know, you don't have to hold him anymore. We're safe now," she said.<br/><br/>She stared at Azrael for a few seconds, trying to gauge his reaction. "Seriously. You did what Death told you. I can watch over Hatsu now," she added quietly a few seconds later. Truth be told, being around Azrael for long made her nervous. She didn't know why. Probably something to do with the multi-colored wings.