Angeal had arrived as he said he would and thought that now would be a good time as any to figure out his purpose in this world. Sometimes this meant going against the grain to do the right thing and sometimes it meant listening and watching to make sure that others didn't get hurt. He was a tank and he was built like one.

The warrior stepped up to the apron of the house and bowed his head in respect to the lady in charge of the situation. "Thank you for the invitation. I hope I'm not too late. I'm Angeal Hewley."

He remembered her from the battle with the chocobo eater but he felt it was better not to bring up that incident. He wasn't entirely in the mindset to bring up the past that was already done and over with and a hard pressed victory was earned.