All the pieces finally fell into place for Azrael, and things were making sense. "I see," he said quietly. "You think I don't love you. And that's my fault, and for that, I'm sorry. I'm...not good at expressing my feelings, and sometimes I forget that others need that reassurance. So hear me now: the list of beings I love is quite short indeed, and they are my Father, my brothers, a handful of the saints, and you."