This young man seemed quite aghast at her apparent nudity, even more so at his thoughts about the state of his own life, or death. "Iie, you aren't dead, Takumi," she said a bit of sadness dotting those crimson eyes of hers. "Or rather you aren't dead anymore. You were... when I got to you. Those boys at lunch kicked you off the roof, and you were dead soon after you hit the ground," she mentioned. "This is probably a lot to take in, and again, I am sorry... I meant to give you a choice. Actually, I've never been so inclined to take someone in before, it was admittedly selfish on my part, gomennasai," she said as she stood at his bed side having let him go. "You were already dead, I couldn't get an answer from you directly. So, I brought you back to life and fixed your injuries. But to do it, I had to make you a Devil too," she said, to give credence to her words as she picked up her underwear from the pile of neatly folded clothes a pair of black bat like wings emerged from between her shoulders, while she slipped into the black and white lace thongs she wore beneath her school uniform.