[Acolyte]

Whenever there is a lull in the questioning/answering, Heb Rhoneniel reaches out and embraces the Bright (a bit awkwardly to be true, but mostly he attempts to mimic the comforting gesture Soma gave him).

"I admit I cannot fully understand how you feel, Gifter, but know that it is the Truth that you belong in the service of God, where you are today. That your sisters," he chokes on the word a little, as it sounds almost blasphemous, "do not yet know this is the fault of the Great Deceiver Lucifer, not your own. When the time comes for action, I think it very likely you will act as angelically as any Malakite."