[i]Irina was drowned out by a distant silence as she honed in on the explanation given to her by her angelic savior and lover, only having to slightly look up at her while Astraeus spoke of the beings, their seemingly twisted origins, and what bounded them in the realm of mortals and men. Least, to the mortal realm, and not ascending past those gates to whatever they faced in the afterlife. As Astra drew so close and comforting, Irina did find it a tad bit difficult to listen effectively. The aroma, that beautiful face, those light pinks eyes.. well, it drew Irina in, as if she was a bug pulled in by light.[/i] "So you mean that these.. shades.. could have been brought upon me by one who would initially contact them? I'm.. actually fuсked, then." [i]Irina seemed a little sarcastic, but she did sigh, pressing her head against Astra's armored suit, her forehead against the pauldron. She wrapped her arms tightly around the angel's waist, the cybernetic muscles tightening around Astra's hilt while the Vileblood simply went quiet.[/i]