Well, it's good to see someone that knows a bit of kitchen safety. The last thing they need, with everything else that's going on, is a sudden fire. Sure, there's probably plenty of houses to move into that would replace it.. but that doesn't do anything for the trauma and pain of losing a house, nor the effort it would take from the rest of them to put out the flames. Plenty of time for other critters to escape on the loose.

So Angeal just braces himself against the window sill, making sure that the ID is tied up securely. The candy he's given is familiar, thanks to patrolling with Popp, and he accepts the little pouch.

"Thanks. I have a pretty good throwing arm, so it shouldn't be too bad." But better to have something than not. Although before he goes...

Ugh. There's no good way to bring this up. His jaw tenses a bit. "...Listen. Whatever you saw, don't worry about it."

It's.... fine. ish.