"I," he started, but the words would not come. To be truthful, he felt stupid. Very stupid. He shouldn't have gone around and double-checked the pathways at their back. He should have just followed Judas, gone blindly along with the rest of his siblings. Now, he was half-blind.
"I was caught," he divulged. "Mothe-" the words were getting caught in his throat and he was all too self-conscious of himself with the falling snow muffling everything else around him. He had every bit of Ramiel's attention. "Mother got to me. She was not happy."