"I believe he wants to saved," Agatha said with a sad smile. "Truly and desperately, he wants that more than anything. And... I want him to have it. I can't stop trying, even if he wants me to." She sighed but then looked at her hands with a smile. "Oh, wow, thank you so much. The spirit of Saint Peter came and did this for me once, back when I was just a mortal girl. It was amazing then as well." She reached up behind her, under her shirt, and found her skin there was smooth as well.