Auvrea rose from her seat, following her name but also going to calm Martin. She walked down the aisle, then placed a hand on Martin's shoulder. "Its okay. Martin, you know how I hate violence. Martin, sit down." She kissed his cheek. "Trust me." She turned to the new angel. "What can I do for you Delano?" She smiled. She could see he was distraught and scared. But her words lingered in her mind. "Trust me."