He snapped up when he felt her, or rather didn't. He knew Charity, and she'd always made him feel embers of the thing that he used to be. Now there was just am empty husk, that curled into itself and felt like the devouring heart of a lover asking too much.
He rose and squinted his eyes. It wasn't a demon or a Sin wearing a mask. "Apparently it has. What the hell happened to you. Finally figured out we're right?"