He shrugged, "things could be arranged, in due course." He smiled, "no. Not really. The true one. Fire and brimstone. I do like those Saints better. Not these shadows."
"No. I won't." He gave a smile, "She's got something that'll keep them off me. They value life, and as for as long as I have it they won't touch me." He grinned at her, "and remember your neutrality Famine. It doesn't go to just me, but if you tip off Heaven. Well, that's helping isn't it? Goes against neutrality. You have to let me talk, and know I'll do this. But helping the Saint is against the rules."