They had started noticing it nearly a month into the making, it was known between them all that out of the four of them that the Messenger was the one who was the softest. If there was ever one to sneak pieces from the dinner table under for the dog sitting there waiting patiently it would be the Messenger.
So when the fledgling came to any other one of them for something, and the request was denied, she would in turn go to the Messenger who would always allow whatever she was asking. Within reason of course, he agreed with the no weapons rule and the somewhat bedtime rule too, but other then that he was all for experimentation and adventure.
"Gabriel, you're spoiling her."
The Messenger denied such an allegation, all four of them mindful of their volume as to not disturb the soundly sleeping fledgling just down the hall in the Morningstar's' room, and jumped to his own defense.
"I am not!"
"Oh, yes you are.", the Healer sipped at his steaming mug "And you know it."
He smirked at his older brothers "You're all just upset that it leads to her and Zaves getting you all, they're just smart enough to leave me alone."
Michael pointed a threatening finger at him "Do not think you're too old for us to give you the same treatment we give them for their tricks, baby brother."