Misha had gladly taken the opportunity to lay down and turn away from the other two. Although she didn't fall asleep, she also didn't move; her whole body and mind were numb, and she could barely feel the bed beneath her or the sound of other voices in the room, when they began to speak.

Why'su? her heart cried. Why do such bad things happen'su? Tears welled in her amethyst eyes. Heaven'su will never forgive me'su... for hurting another person'su. Good angels should make people happy'su... make them not want to fight anymore'su. But I couldn't do that'su... I had to fight back'su, and I hurt someone'su...

Her large wings unfurled from her back (they'd completely healed and were downy white again) and she wrapped herself up in them, wishing she could just forget everything that had happened.

I want... I want to go back to Heaven'su... Even though she loved Earth, and loved humans, her heart had never hurt so much as it did now.