Devin's expression clouded with distaste at the name Raphael. So, a family of angels, and one turned into a Hellhound. Brilliant.

"It seems your blade is very confused about me," he remarked. "I'm no angel, and I certainly have no place in the light." Strictly speaking, Devin was telling the truth, but it was careful word choice to hide the reality of the situation.

He arched an eyebrow. "'Was'?"