Angeal gives a brief laugh, though it sounds a touch self-reproachful. "I can't begin to guess what that's like." All he can do is GUESS. Would it be like having a jolt of adrenaline without knowing why? Did happiness have a physical feeling? Fear did. Anger did. "It sounds hard."

He'd have to try to remember to focus on it when he next felt it, if he ever deserved it.

A permanent warden might be a ways away, he'd have to find out how they were picked so he'd have time to figure out what to address and what not to. "I'd rather not get them back if it's all the same." He's fine the way he is now. "..As a temporary warden, are you able to make any requests in my stead at all? I've a minor one I wouldn't mind having but it can wait."