They had always wondered what the young ones knew, that others most likely wouldn't, seeing as it was easier for them to travel around unseen during a war that was dangerous for any to wander without another at their back should the fight be brought to them. Fledglings and other young ones were more adept in sneaking around, being small and quiet, it was not surprising to know they had seen things that was thought to be private among the higher ranks.
Akeelah had let loose some of those unspoken secrets during the second visit to the Pavilion, it was still a new relationship, and often only came when she could hide behind the leg of their captain.
"Elijah lost that when he was taken to the prison."
They turned up at the sound of her voice, following her finger to the book laying on the table against the other wall, Abraxos frowned as he turned back to the fledgling.
"How do you know?"
"I saw Theo yank it from his hands and throw it into a puddle. Elijah was really sad. He'd been working on that for a while. I'm happy that someone saved it."
Nisroc led their new friend over to where they lay stretched out on the many ottomans that lay in front of the large windows overhanging the training field, it was their day off and they intended to use it to relax and lay about, for it was rare that they had them these days anymore. She curled up on their captains left side, legs folded up, her knee brushing against Titus's thigh.
"What more do you know Baby Power?"
The little choir angel looked up to the captain at his soft inquiry, to the nods of the others, interest peaked to know what was known that they didn't hold knowledge of. She looked down to her hands for a moment, tugging at her little robe, as if silently pondering if she should share what she knew to them or not. She knew a lot of things that she didn't think that they knew that she knew and didn't want them to stop being her friends if they found out that she did, she like having them as her friends. They were big and tough and strong but really nice and playful and friendly.
"I know you," she pointed at Titus, and he sat up slightly to listen closer, realizing that this admission was about him "You used to take fruit from the Garden and leave it laying about when no one was looking." He nodded, he had done that, the Garden was one of the places that stood guarded, the Commander had expected angels to try and sneak in, and they had caught quite a number who did. He would leave the fruits laying about unseen by the naked eye in the hope that someone had seen him do it and pick it up later.
She turned and pointed at Abraxos, and he leaned in closer too, "I know you were supposed to walk through the Axis and side paths looking for any who were out passed curfew, and how you used to take them away, you didn't like it." He shook his head, it was not something he was proud of, and to know that a fledgling had saw made it even more painful.
Puriel, who had been laying under her feet, went cross eyed at the little finger that pointed down at him, "You used to leave blankets laying about when it started to get cold." He nodded quietly, reaching up to rub at the little foot that hung over the edge of her seat, he was happy that someone saw what he had done.
Akeelah turned to look at the one opposite of her, and Haniel leaned forward silently to hear what she knew, "You stood outside the Infirmary waiting for others to come seek help and if they weren't a warrior or a healer you took them to the prison." He nodded, looking down in shame, he had done many regrettable things.
Nisroc raised an eyebrow when a little finger pointed in his face, "You let me go. You let all of us go. Even when we know you saw us." He nodded, of course he had, he was not going to take a fledgling or a young one to the prison despite whatever flock they fell under. He was a battle hardened soldier but he was not heartless.