That kind man was suddenly dumbfounded at the mention of Ariel's name.
"Ar- You know Ariel?" he suddenly raised his brows and asked that boy from Hell.
"Yes, she is my friend," Damien said with a wide grin on his face. He pressed his toy on his chest and tightly hugged it. And he asked with extreme excitement, "You also know her."
That man smiled and ran his fingers through his hair. He didn't know if it was some mere coincidence or if it was destiny that the two of them met. But he liked it that the two of them met.
He then pinched that boy's cheek and introduced himself, "Yes, of course I know her. She is my niece."
The boy gave him a puzzled look. So the man said again, "I am Ariel's uncle. Well, one of her many uncles."
"You are her uncle!" Damien's wings fluttered with excitement.
"Yes." That man smiled and added, "You can call me Alan."
