Jan looked at him with a puzzling look, tilting her head a little. "You don't have a home?" Maybe angels didn't need to sleep? But what did they do the whole time? Wander around? "Do you need a home? I mean...is that common for angels?" Or maybe it wasn't...their home was heaven, right?
While the questions were swirling around in her mind, Jan had the better sense to ask them straight out. Maybe that could be for another time. But for now, it was all about the fashion and what she could do for Necrosis in the meantime. Maybe she could help him find a residence here afterward...if he wanted.
Jan was back up out of her chair, walking around him, glancing up at him with a smile before she started to walk around him once more.
"I won't touch this time, promise," she said, an embarrassed look on her face. "I just wanna see how the holes work to get your wings through! Can your wings get any more compact than they are?"