"Strange," which was probably the most accurate thing. Besides the angel and the Saint she had few she could call friend.The angel was there to test her limits, and she was never sure about the saint. She didn't really have someone who understood her. This one did.
"In more ways then one." She shrugged and removed the jacket she was wearing. "My old accent comes back, and I remember the one they called my daughter." She frowned. "So strange. You?"