"Angels here are different from the angels of your world then?" If he was understanding correctly, more than just his year had changed. "I'm sorry to hear that. It's disappointing to hear that those who are supposed to bring solace bring such frustration." Then again, he had never met an angel before. Perhaps they were not as the preacher said.
He looked up at the building. "It reminds me of a fort in a way," he murmured thoughtfully, tilting his head. "I feel as if I will be in good hands then. I will learn about this world the way they did, hopefully just until I'm returned to my original place again." And he did feel safe, if the apartment was run by a woman who fought demons as her life and the man who assisted her.
Turning to Billie, he held out a hand. "Thank you, for all the help that you have provided tonight. I would have been lost without it."