She held her arms out.
"And so yes, I'm an angel, doing God's work."
The others gasped, while I shook my head. She noticed.
"I know you have doubts-"
"No, I have fundamental issues with the logic here. The one good line from a bad movie was asking what does a god need with a starship, why does a God need a lesser being to do their work, if they're all powerful?"
She shook her head.
"Their infallible design-"
I snorted and walked out.
Never saw her, or the others again, until the reports about the siege on a farm.
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