This is at Saint Paul’s Outside the walls.
This angel above looks terribly snarky, with enthusiasm, in all good will wanting to smack you down, you know, in friendship.
Now, this other angel below looks terribly aghast, downright miserable, the moment he’s been terribly disillusioned by his protectee, like a whole human life span of time in guardian angelship just thrown away without remorse.
This is the same angel, but from an angle just two inches lower.
Honestly I think my guardian angel has pretty much both expressions going on all the time.