with the newest portum development, hyunwoo always felt obliged to check on those close to them. maybe it was in the nature of all angels, some protectiveness. or maybe it was all that he'd seen and the fear he had of that trickling into portum. so when he didn't hear back from the cambion, a check in turned into a night over.
hyunwoo felt ... different. and not in the good way he usually did after spending time with zamir. no, there was something off about them and after pulling on their tee sht-irt, a hand waves at an attempt to manipulate the aether always existing but gets nothing. β zamir? β they stepped out a few minutes ago, but now the angel was worried, something obviously wrong with him, affected by what was going on.
they think of the cambion and only get as far as the living room in a teleport attempt, but hear nothing. still silence and still alone, it seemed. they head out into the hallway and walk down until the other's voice can be heard. and not only his. the angel frowns and moves closer towards zamir's office. it wasn't like they didn't know of their dealings, a demonic trait he had to deal with. but zamir had always used his for beneficial ways β something the angel respected. something about this also felt off, but they wait until the second voice is gone, door shut, and then they walk from the hall into the office.
β i was starting to feel a little used, β they tease, but eyes look towards the door and then back at zamir. β i think something is wrong. my powers ... , β he frowns and once again tries to summon some holy force before the part demon, to no avail. β i didn't want to just leave. β they can't even teleport back into the apartment to get their things, and will have to walk. β but i wanted to make sure you were alright. you were gone a while. β not one for jealousy, hyunwoo wouldn't have thought anything of it if things in town hadn't been all out of whack, lately.