“Judging from the fact that you’re out here by yourself, I’d say that you were probably embarrassed,”

“You know, school’s not all that great,” she said. “I’d much rather stay here at home with you and Papa.” - Aimi”

“So what you’re saying is that while you and all the other believers enjoy heavenly paradise, I’m stuck down here protecting those who hate me. How am I meant to protect them in the first place when they run at the first glimpse of my horns?” - Sam”

“Where did you learn to use a gas cooker?” Sam asked.... “And couldn’t you just, you know, use magic or something?” He wriggled his fingers dramatically. Gabriel smiled ... “I’ve been around for a long, long time. Thousands of years, in fact. Don’t you think I would’ve spent at least some of that time here on earth amongst you humans?”

“Part of you isn’t demon,” she said. “You’re all human – you just have those horns for decoration.”

“You should be more careful,” said Josh with a crooked grin, the barrel of his gun still smoking. “It’s dangerous around here. You could get hurt.” Sam grinned back savagely. “I’ll try to remember.”

“We should bury the bodies,” Sam said. Gabriel shook her head. “We haven’t got time. There are two hundred and sixty seven bodies here. Do you know how long that would take?”