Work Together

At sunset, Bloody Mary got up from the soft mat with a heavy heart. It carefully folded the mat, including the sheets underneath, and arranged it neatly at the side of the bed.

Shegal came over right away but didn't say anything, watching Bloody Mary tidy up the bed.

This young man had never seen an emissary of God perform such a mundane chore.

Even though Bloody Mary was the only emissary that he had met before, according to legends and transcripts, every one of the mentioned emissaries bore a domineering manner, as though they were above all. 

Making his own bed? What a joke.

Even the most extravagant life couldn't satisfy the other emissaries.

What about the emissary of the Mist?

All Shegal saw was a love towards life. He saw the lord emissary tidy up the bed sheets neatly and arrange them in an orderly fashion.

Other than the love towards life, what would be more appropriate to describe him?