The boy seems to only drift back into reality when the angel speaks; coincidentally, the same exact moment the quiet vague sounds of what could be a television show fade completely, and the changed decoration mostly turns back to it’s earlier state. Dog wakes up from his nap, stretches and yawning, and Adam turns to face the angel.

“Oh. Hum, yeah.” He suddenly remembers the book he was reading, glancing down at it. It’s about animals. A bit too scientific. “Guess I got kind of distracted.”