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Cael closed his eyes tightly, now that Araqiel knew he took one of his hands from his pockets and gave into the urge to wrap it around himself protectively. It took a moment before he looked up into the older angels eyes with determination mixing in with his fear. "I won't let anything happen to them," he promised, standing a little straighter. "The mortal or the child. I'll do anything I have to do to protect them, even if that meant not going home." He sighed, holding himself a little tighter with his arm, feeling what he'd come to realize was movement inside him. "I love them."