It was true, but Azriel would refuse to admit it. He enjoyed his guard of looking after the humans and stepping in when they were in need of an angelic hand. The angel never thought he was being a slave or what might happen if he suddenly became bored of this job. The very job he'd been created for. Azriel figured that if he ever wanted to "trade" jobs, he could always do so without a fuss, which was why he became annoyed and rather angry at Oraxael.<br/><br/>"You...you are." It was hard for him to lie and there were clear signs of it too. Azriel avoided eye contact and he bit his bottom lip in thought of what to say next. Nothing came to mind. He felt extremely embarrassed about it and felt like he was letting down God just with not able to tell the truth or came up with anything in their defense.<br/><br/>He leaned back in his chair and finally made eye contact with Oraxael. "Only when they go down the wrong path. My human has yet to do anything wrong." Not all humans were like that and Azriel wanted to make that clear to him.<br/><br/>The angel looked down at his watch and then back at Oraxael. "I don't have much more time here. I have to return to my human soon." These visits with Oraxael were short, but he was far too busy tending to his job to send much time talking with the demon.