War picked herself up and prowled over to Mictain's bench, sitting down heavily beside him. "You're not making sense," she said. "Maybe it's my neutrality talking. What exactly makes you so different? I've seen millions of people change sides, and it's never changed who they are. You're not Michael anymore, fine. But who the hell's Mictain and why's he so different? Evil? Evil's open to interpretation."
She paused, digesting what Mictain had said about Uriel. "Well," she said finally, "that's God for you."
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War picked herself up and prowled over to Mictain's bench, sitting down heavily beside him. "You're not making sense," she said. "Maybe it's my neutrality talking. What exactly makes you so different? I've seen millions of people change sides, and it's never changed who they are. You're not Michael anymore, fine. But who the hell's Mictain and why's he so different? Evil? Evil's open to interpretation."
She paused, digesting what Mictain had said about Uriel. "Well," she said finally, "that's God for you."