The angel listens curiously as he lists his dreams, and the last one makes him tut, but not without a barely contained amused smile.

"That would be a bit much, I think." No, it wouldn't. But he has an image to maintain.

He takes a nice deep breath through his noise, ending in a calm sigh, and rests his head back on the bed. Not sleeping, not yet, just thoughtful.

" I do wonder", he starts vaguely. "What it will take for them to finally leave us be."