[Serph strides over to lean against the truck, pulling his wings over his sides so they aren't crushed under his own weight before he folds his arms.]

Yes. She's the only one without.

[Serph pauses, turning his gaze up to the sky. Not so long ago, he had never seen anything besides a dark, overcast sky and endless rain. Now, there is a blue sky. And yet no paradise in sight.]

But when she sang, her prayer would soothe our demons. When we were first infected by the Atma virus, we didn't know the nature of our demons. She saved my tribe from turning on each other when they lost control. The other tribes were not so lucky.