Uriel chuckled, then carefully slotted the dark train of thought he'd been having away.
"Oh, who cares." He sighed. "Let's just enjoy what's left of my time."
He arrived in front of Ayah's house.
Entering and closing the door behind him, he released a groan of relief, finally removing the veils and hood draped over him.
He stored his scholar set away and put on his usual loose grey clothes, those given to him by the inhumans on the first day.
Pulling his long hair into a tail, he headed to the kitchen, grimacing as he remembered there were no leftovers to eat.
Originally, after going to the shop, they'd planned to eat at the Scarlet Lagoon. Evidently, such a plan had fallen into the water, and his mental state didn't seem to be the best.
So, he cooked.
"Hm." He flipped through one of Ayah's cookbooks, an apron adorning him. "I'm not really craving meat at the moment, nor am I in the mood for anything truly healthy."
