Abel glanced at Nagato before truly looking at him. "May I escort you to your residence, my lord?" He ducked his head slightly in respect. "Forgive me for saying so, but you look worn."

He concentrated on the new wings, and with a delighted hum, he figured out how to dismiss them. His shirt hung off him with the back completely shredded, but the wings had been absorbed back into his body. The only sign of their appearance were two fresh scars on his back, running down it on each side of his spine where they had emerged.