Angel had no idea what he was thinking thus far. All of his actions did not seem to match any logic that Angel was familiar with.
Angel wasn't someone who couldn't recognize kindness. His feelings for him were mostly gratitude.
However, amidst this complex mix of emotions, there was a faint uneasiness deep inside Angel.
This unease stemmed from self-doubt, a tendency to think the worst of human nature, and worry over the possibility of uncompensated return.
It was as if the Thief of Time, while granting you benefits, was actually peering into your future.
Angel did not know what he wanted.
Angel also did not know if he could pay the price.
"What just happened with that shadow..." Popota had always been curious about the Phantom Shadow and, finding the opportunity, even in a state of weakness, spoke up.
Angel suppressed the thoughts in his furrowed brows, realizing he was too weak; many things were beyond his understanding for the moment.
