Azrael gave what she hoped passed as a polite smile when the door raised. It wouldn't Dan or his father any good to see the angel of death upset.
"Hi. I'm Rae-Rae, Dan's friend." She extended a hand to the man on the other side of the door. "You must be his father." He looked a bit younger than she was expecting; human ages were hard to guess and the station's abilities to bring people here from different times only made it more confusing. "Nice to meet you, though the circumstances suck." She had learned not to use the word wish.