"No, no" she replied, shaking her head. Her face turned bright red and she turned her gaze away, back to the floor. Azrael was beginning to regret his choice of appearance. It was probably too late to change back now.
"I like to come here to just think. To take in the atmosphere and appreciate the feeling I get when I hear the choir sing. I like to sing with them too sometimes. It makes me feel more than happy. It's a sort of peace that I can only find in a place like this" she explained. "Sometimes I sit here in the back and I talk to someone who needs to find their way. People who are lost and confused. They always seem to find themselves drawn here to me. And here we are" she smiled, looking up at the window.