[Wither she's here out of obligation or genuine good will, Chuck honestly couldn't care less. They'd never met before, but still, here she was, offering him a smile, a roof over his head and away from the prying eyes of archangels, and he appreciates all more than he could possibly say.
He's actively known he was a prophet for a little over a year now, and while angels popping in and out of his life was annoying and stressful... he'd gotten used to it, for the most part. At least he'd been able to sense the angels, to know when they were coming. That made it at least slightly bearable. He's not sure how much worse he'd be if they showed up without any warning at all.]
No, I... I guess not? [He tries to match her grin, but he doesn't exactly make it. He's not exactly having a nervous break down, but... it is a lot to take in. Especially when it doesn't seem like anyone has any answers.
He stares at her hand for a second before hesitatingly reaching one of his own out.] I've, uh... never traveled angel air before.
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He's actively known he was a prophet for a little over a year now, and while angels popping in and out of his life was annoying and stressful... he'd gotten used to it, for the most part. At least he'd been able to sense the angels, to know when they were coming. That made it at least slightly bearable. He's not sure how much worse he'd be if they showed up without any warning at all.]
No, I... I guess not? [He tries to match her grin, but he doesn't exactly make it. He's not exactly having a nervous break down, but... it is a lot to take in. Especially when it doesn't seem like anyone has any answers.
He stares at her hand for a second before hesitatingly reaching one of his own out.] I've, uh... never traveled angel air before.