"The Wilds certainly aren't for everyone. I know some of the angels spend time there, but obviously they can handle themselves. I've met most of them by now - they're overall friendly, as I understand, which I'm glad of considering how powerful they are. One of my good friends here was almost killed and eaten by a fallen angel, so I'm aware not all of them are pleasant company."

He can't help but appreciate the praise for the forest drawing. He was especially proud of that one when he made it. He's almost sorry to art with it, but it sounds as if it'll be going to somebody who will appreciate the piece. He's all right with that.

"Muffins. Hm. There isn't really anything I wouldn't eat, if that's what you mean. I'm partial to standard blueberry muffins, as well as chocolate chip. Those are probably my favorites." Ben looks over the picture, sizing it up. It wouldn't be hard to store and carry at all. "And how would you like this piece delivered, so it reaches you safely? Would you rather take it now or I bring it to you later as part of our deal?"