"....Wow....you might be the furthest removed from an angel I've ever met.... Alright then, let's go find your mystery soul, I'll help you through. But if they're not the way you remembered them or the way you expect them to be, don't come sobbing."
". . . That's fine by me. I didn't come here too expect anything anyways."
"Yes. you did. But I'm done talking to you, so let's just go."
"Right, whatever you say."
She switched directions, presumably heading towards the location of the souls.
He decided to just stay quiet as he followed, after all-she did at least promise it.
It was all fine and good-until he started hearing what could only be described as the screams of the damned.
". . . Yeesh, and I thought the screams of angels being sent here we're bad-"
"Immortals are harder to break."
"Guess you could say that. ...Hey, have you actually ever met the ones that made us like this? You know, angels and demons."
