Xas's eyebrows take a moment to return to a normal position, having begun raising at demons are assholes and reached their maximum height at Hellboy. It's not a very subtle name, is it?

But a demon like the ones Xas knows - knew - would have been trying to inflict some sort of pain by now, on the park's other occupants if not on Xas, so okay. This isn't actually quite the weirdest thing that has happened to him in the last month.

"Nothing, I suppose," he says, and after a moment longer of thought, he plants himself on the edge of the bench at a wary but companionable distance. They might have more in common than Xas does with most of the people he's met here so far, honestly, and he can't help being curious. "I'm just used to having to - well. I'm an angel."