( There's a bit of a longer pause at all of that. First of all, he doesn't know what's so funny. Second of all... despair? Being a funnyman helps with that? He can't understand how at all.

In the end, he ends up focusing only on the earlier part. )

I'm an angel. ( It doesn't matter so much sharing it here, it seems. They're all "lost souls" or whatever. He still hasn't figured out what that means. )

My name is Shealtiel. We should probably move out of this place, human. You don't want to willingly sit through any sources of despair, do you?