Quihen walked over to the side of the black pieces and sat down there. He felt a hint of shame that he had to admit he indeed hadn't talked to many angels.<br/>"Really?" he said intrigued by the name fact. He looked at the colors of the chess pieces. "Looks like you start."<br/>He was still thinking about what she said about her kind's names. "You're making me wonder whether there exists multiple types of angels. The famous ones I know of don't have names that end on -el or -on. They're just names. Sheila, Aero, Angilia, Horaz... They don't have such similitude. Nor do they have havens to provide protection."