“That’s fine, I don’t mind waiting.”
The angel would hold the demon in return, a gentle smile resting on Froze’s face.
“I’m just happy to spend time with you.”
“I’m sure they’ll appreciate it.”
Froze would sit near Yosafire in the dirt at the field’s edge, using her long skirt to stay off the dirt. The angel watched as the demon started picking the flowers, before starting to pick some of them for the demon.
Holding the demon’s hand, Froze followed along as the two made their way to the garden. She’d look around, never getting tired of coming to such a place.