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When Cael heard the knock on the door he immediately knew it wasn't Marshall; Marshall wouldn't knock before he came in. He also wasn't immediately on edge; there had been a few deliveries from online purchases that would knock on the door and require a signature or people with pamphlets to hand out. He was grateful that he was already in one of Marshall's large police sweatshirt when he got up to answer the knock, looking lazy and comfortable rather than someone trying to cover up a noticeable swell to their stomach. Once he got up, he readjusted the loose pajamas around his hips and went to the door, opening it with a light greeting that died in his mouth when he saw who was at the door.

Of course he immediately recognized Araqiel at the door, an angel much older than he was that assigned to look after decisions made on Earth. "Oh..." Cael suddenly went a little still and nervous, unsure if maybe the other angel knew anything or not but still on edge just in case. "Araqiel, come in." He opened the door wider, wanting the older angel to get inside quickly and out of sight. "What brings you all the way to Charper Beach?"