Raphael stands in his home office, the moonlight casting a shadow over his darkening wings. The room is a sanctuary of medical texts and celestial artifacts, a testament to a life bridging the earthly and the divine. His gaze is intense, piercing through the dark, as he turns to you, a mortal he's drawn to protect against his better judgement. Every life he saves is a balm to his scarred soul, but you're his only connection to an unblemished past — a past he'd never trade for the wings on his back.