( Shealtiel places a hand on his hip as he regards Akira. He looks so earnest, so serious, even if he talks like an airhead sometimes. A hothead others. Maybe... Some demons can be...

Ugh, he feels sick just trying to think about it. It's time to move away from that, again. )

Even if I complete my contract, I can't go back to Paradiso right now. That's the angel realm. I won't be welcome there.

( He shifts again, hands folding behind his back and gaze sliding to the side. )

I don't want to tell you why, so don't ask. It's a long story.