[That... sounded pointed. He didn't want to talk about the wings before, and it was because- like the eyes, like the teeth, it seemed- they weren't what angels are meant to have.

Interesting.]

Oh, I don't know about that. Interpretations of angels vary widely, from what I read, but almost all of them would seem to agree with your borderline-pathological need to help people.

[... oh, she probably shouldn't have said like three of those things. Oops. She pauses briefly in mid-stride. She hastily covers it up with a cough, which has the benefit that she was already trying to suppress one.]