Svetlana didn't mind that Azrael couldn't say he loved her back. In fact she had never assumed he would. He was an angel, and she was nothing. The admission that he would miss her if she left dragged the corners of her mouth up a little and her eyes sparkled at him. "That works," she said quietly. "Azrael?" There was more she wanted to ask him, but it was embarrassing and confusing and she didn't even know where to start.