Wait... Romance?

He tilted his head at the questions, noting that his hand being held as such was not unpleasant. He wasn't sure if it had any correlation to the fact that when she had done so it felt like his heart had stopped for a brief moment and then sped up it's beating.

"The last time I looked marriages were arranged, most often based on monetary worth and a notice was posted on the church door." he thought about it for a moment before going on. "Sometimes dowries were also involved but I do not think that the exchange of gold or livestock is still a thing?"

The last part was more a question then a statement then anything else. Then came the second part he had to answer.

"There is much I do not understand that I will admit." He furrowed his brow as if thinking about something too hard, or as if there was an inner conflict raging inside and he was trying to find the proper words. "But this has not been what I expected, and I think I would like to do something similar again yes."

Barackiel once again couldn't help but smile, though this time in regards to Shiariel's laugh. It was pleasant to him and he liked hearing it. It meant that she was in a good mood, and this made him feel happy. He did take a serious tone again when she started explaining things though, it was all new to him after all and this was a moment to learn.

Then it was explained to him exactly what he had done, intended or not, and then came the inevitable outcome. The question of his feelings toward her, he opened his mouth to answer but then closed it and did something that was rather rare for him, he actually gave it a moment of serious consideration before speaking.

"I have always cared for you, as I would have for any of my flock." he started out, refering to the days of their boss/employee relationship. This might not have been the answer she was looking for, but it was not the end as he kept speaking after a brief pause. "But since then it has... changed. I do not know if I posses the correct words to explain this."

He let out a deep sigh and then gripped her hand tightly in his own, as this seemed to be the thing to do at this moment in time.

"When you laugh or smile I feel a warmth in me I have never felt before. When you are upset at me the only thought I have is how I can make things better, to correct the wrong I have done to you." He paused, once more trying to find the words to speak. "There is none other in this world that I would rather spend my time with then you. You make me feel... confused. There is not a word I can think of for it..."

His words seemed to die on this awkward note, any could tell by looking at his eyes that he was unsure of himself for once. That he was searching for the perfect way to say what it was he had to say. He knew of poetry and the like but since he was a literal being such things were out of his grasp, so finally he said the one thing he knew would carry any weight for those that knew him best.

"In given the chance to return to the heavenly host or spend even a few moments of time here getting to know you better, I would probably chose to stay."

The Archangel open his mouth to speak but couldn't find any words to come out. He himself was not sure if he would be let back in to Heaven, but they had set him a task that when finished at least offered him the hope. It seemed Shiariel might not even have this and the thought of that made him feel sad. He gripped her hand tight in his own and, for the third time in one night, smiled. For those who knew him well this had been a record breaking evening for Barackiel.

"Thank you, I appreciate all you have done for me. More then I could even express in this tongue." It was true though, not only because he did not know the modern language well enough but also because he felt that in that simple promise to help him she had done more for him then the rest of the host had in his entire existence.

He had about to say more but a sound caught his attention as a man was standing there carrying two plates of food.

"I think those are for us?"

"I also care for you." he stated matter of fact like as she let go of his hand, though he could still feel the warmth of it.

Barackiel picked up the tiny cup of dressing and held it close while staring at it for a moment. Whatever this tiny sauce cup was meant for he had no idea, that was until he looked over to Shiariel and saw what she had done. Mimicking closely he imitated how she had poured the dressing then mixed the salad.

Then he broke the mold and fit as much of it as he could on his fork and took a bite, chewing on it. Raising an eyebrow his face remained impassive as he ate the dish.

"Itsh ok.." he said before swallowing what was left of the salad in his mouth. "Some what bland except for the sauce. It is not my favourite though."

At this he started to pick at the salad, eating the bits he liked more first and slowly making his way through what was left.

((OOC stuff: Do what want to RP out the whole dinner and convo or time skip with a general recap of the antics that ensues?))

He did as he was asked and started to take smaller bites of his food and had waited until he was finished with the process of chewing it and then ingesting it before speaking again. They made what he had come to know as small talk and the like while they ate and for once Barackiel found such an exchange to actually be very pleasant.

Afterwards while walking home Shiariel put her arm through his own and rested her head on his shoulder. He could feel his heart skip a beat once again but managed to keep his stride until she finally spoke to him.

"I, but you said that when two people share a bed it is usually... but..." Slowly you could see the realization dawning on his face after he missed a step or two, thankfully not falling to the ground as he would have taken her with him. "Oh, I see."

There was a slightly pause as he was unsure what to say, normally he would have went into a long drawn out explanation of things or how he did not understand how such a thing could be something, normal Barackial talk basically. Though when he did open his mouth again a few seconds later only a few words came out, short and to the point.

"Yes, I would like that."