The looks she gives him prompts a tiny flicker of facial expression, a lifting of his chin, a quirk to the corner of his mouth - approval, he admires courage - but too many people utterly miss Raphael's expressions because they are so subtle.

"There isn't much to the town, but I'd advise you to be careful in the woods. Dire wolves, velociraptors, smilodons, and robotic bears prowl them, and they have a way of sapping away powers that those who are something other than human posses." There's a note of authority to it as well as experience. "Not many come here in to wander, though I suppose where their a larger population, more would." He knew people who did.

"Or something, yes." A saint, an archangel. "Do I look like it? You're the second to ask that question."