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That wasn't exactly how Raven had hoped he would respond. So he backed off a little.

Wolfe was quiet for awhile, "Then I'll call you De," he replied, "because you're my demon."

Raven thought about that for a moment before nodding. Wolfe could have done worse.

Wolfe seemed to think for another long moment, "Fallen angel..." he muttered, "is that good or bad?" He seemed genuinely confused.

"I think it's good," Raven replied. "Everyone might be trying to drag you down, but you're still an angel," he reminded him.

Wolfe tilted his head a little, "You like imagery," he noted.

"Uh..." Raven muttered, "I... guess?"

"I'm not used to metaphors," Wolfe explained, "but if you mean I overcome obstacles, I suppose that's true. I have to. The fallen angel image is nice but I'm no angel."

"And what if I think you are?" Raven asked.

Wolfe looked at Raven for a long moment, "How would you define an angel?" he asked quietly.

Raven briefly wondered if Wolfe was fishing for a compliment intentionally. "Someone... who protects others," he decided. "Puts the people he cares about first because his heart is kind... And they're pretty radiant - angels. They turn heads wherever they go - whether an angel is covered in mud or picture perfect, he just sorta has that aura that normal people can't really resist. Oh, and I hear they're damn good fliers."

"You don't believe an angel is innocent and pure?" Wolfe asked quietly.

Raven was silent for a long moment, turning away. "I... think..." he replied quietly as he turned back to Wolfe, "that those are sticky words... I'm not sure if anyone can really be innocent and pure... but, I do think intentions and feelings can be. It starts in the heart - even a demon's heart can have innocent and pure love even if the demon isn't."

Wolfe was silent for a long time. "You... really believe that?" he barely whispered, that seemed to have finally effected him.

Raven wasn't looking at him again. He nodded a little heavily like he was partially convincing himself of what he had just said again.

Wolfe slowly leaned in a kissed Raven's cheek, "Then you're the real angel," he whispered.