10-17-2010, 05:30 PM
"Sorry. I'm just used to biting. Long story," Savior replied, before looking at the feather. He was careful to pick it up and looked at Angel, then at Melody. "Don't worry. I have bandages on me and once we reach my base we can heal it easily. Please, Melody. Just give me your arm. I promise it will only hurt for a second..." If she continued to resist, he would try again, before looking at Angel. "Hold her," he ordered, sighing.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.