Michael felt his heart melt as he watched the other archangel. Apparently Raphael didn't fully realize just who he was talking with; otherwise, he would have probably told him to simply get lost. Well, he wasn't going to complain, that was for sure.

As he saw Raphael starting to slide down the wall his heart ached. The healer's obvious weakness hurt him as well. Deciding that at the moment it was most important to help Raphael and not dwell in his own thoughts, he stepped forward, coming to the other archangel's side.

As it looked like Raphael could not walk far on his own, Michael crouched a bit. Placing one arm behind Raphael's knees and the other behind his shoulders, he then simply picked the redhaired healer up into his arms, starting to walk towards Raphael's room.