All too soon, Temperance heard that little buzzer go off. Standing slowly, and rather painfully, she made way toward the door. She was slow about it, far too slow in her opinion. It simply hurt too much to walk properly so she had to settle with something between a waddle and tiptoeing.
Once she reached the door, which should have only taken a matter of seconds, she pushed the button, "Raphael, is that you?" she asked into the speaker, expecting to hear the Angel's voice in return. Just knowing that he was coming to help her was a comfort. She had always enjoyed being in the presence of the Angel's.