Juan grinned. Lutero was a trustworthy man, if mildly ridiculous, in Zavala's opinion. He nodded to Concordia.
"Well met, Senorita Concordia. I can't say much about 'Angels'... You're one of the first visitors we've had wandering in here, and the first who's started making comments about Angels. I'll make a guess you don't know much about who we are and what we do, otherwise the 'Angel' comments would be a little different, si?"
He paused for a moment and took a sip from his drink while listening to the girl's rather haphazard story.
"I'm Juan Zavala. I hold the title 'Fallen Angel', whatever that may mean... Cayman is a long way from anywhere, which is how we prefer it. Generally people only find us if they're looking. It seems like you weren't."
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