Wrath was nervous. She was meeting one of George's friends and it all seemed so normal and nothing about Wrath was normal.
She was still nursing a few injuries, but thanks to angelic intervention, she was doing okay. She could handle being up and about as long as she didn't do anything too strenuous.
When Downpatrick started to bark at the door, Wrath stuttered out, "he's going to hate me!" And then she curled up on the sofa and waited for the inevitable.