Azazel just smiled in return.

"Likewise." he said.

"Taking her to see Hal?" he then asked Zeke.

"I am." Zeke responded.

"Well, don't let me get in your way." Azazel responded, stepping out of the way.

"If you ever need any help while here, gimme a ring." he then told Hazel. "If you don't remember my name, just ask for 'demon-boy'. Most people know me as such." he chuckled.

Azazel froze for a moment when Hazel mentioned about the flame from his sigh.

"....uh?" he muttered.

"Firstly, Zeke, no, she isn't. She was due back yesterday, but it seems there's been some delays while she's been there." he told Zeke.

"Ah." Zeke replied.

"But... Hazel, well... all right, I apologize for my inadvertent flame." he apologized to her. "Now that I know about your hair, I'll be more careful." he continued.

"But how did you know about it?" he asked.

"I mean... you're... blindfolded and all." he said. "And that flame I made shouldn't have really produced enough heat for it to be detected." he reasoned, scratching at his head.

"........" there was silence from both Azazel AND Zeke when she said that.

"....really." Zeke commented.

"How very interesting, and potentially extremely handy." he said.

"Hm." Azazel mumbled.

"Just out of curiosity... how DO the embodiments of our manas look like, anyway?" he then asked, referring to himself and Zeke.

Azazel just smirked.

"Makes sense." he said.

"....well... I suppose you're not wrong about me." Zeke commented.

"I technically AM an angel... kind of." he said.

"I'm half-human and half... well... archangel." he admitted.

"So I'm a Nephilim, essentially."

"....well... I haven't." Zeke admitted.

"But the rules are a-changing." he told her.

"Some WILL still try and kill me... hence why I rarely go upwards." he went on.

"But I'm pretty safe down here." he continued.

"Plus, Mom would kill anyone that tried to kill me." he added with a laugh.

"Trust me, I'm glad to have this chance." Zeke told her.

"I've been given a new lease on life." he said. "Which is what we're going to try to do for you, here." he then said further.

"And I shan't keep you any longer." Azazel commented.

"I'll let you get to Agent Sharp." he told them.

"Again, nice to meet you." he said to Hazel.

"I hope to meet you again in the near future."

"Very well." Zeke replied.

"This way." he told her.

With that, they made their way to Sharp's office, where they waited for her to be called in. When she was, Zeke placed a hand on her shoulder.

"This is where we part ways." he said.

"See you around." he told her.

"And I look forward to getting to know you." he added, and she could hear the warmth and sincerity in his tone.

"Hello to you as well." Hal responded.

"You must be Hazel." he said.

"My name is Hal Sharp." he introduced himself.

"I'm sure you know why you're here." he then commented.

"We wish to do whatever we can to help you. To gain, or regain, a sense of self and independence for you."

"And that's what I needed to hear." Hal responded.

"As long as you WANT to move past this, then we can help you." he told her.

"Now, we are a place of employment, but you may stay here while we treat you, essentially." he then said.

"We'll let you use one of the dorms, you'll have access to the cafeteria, as well as the gym area." he went on.

"Do you have any special needs?" he asked, not wanting to make any presumptions about the blindfold.

"I see." Hal responded.

"Well, we'll figure this out as we go." he said.

"Anyway, we have things to discuss about yourself." he went on.

"A schedule to maintain and such. Getting help is all about support and structure." he reasoned.

"Find out what services you require."