Oh. I forgot about this. I suppose I've been busy.
Working with the homeless, the poor-- those easily preyed on by the various demons present in Los Angeles. I haven't come so far that I don't remember what it was like to go hungry, to never have enough money.
There's always something big going on here. I think sometimes that people forget about the quiet voices.
The children are really what hurt the most. I helped heal a six-year-old just yesterday who'd been attacked, and-- I've never seen such sad eyes. She could have been Jaina or Jacen or Anakin.
.. I don't remember Cordelia's Demonology 101 class having anything on demons that breathe highly corrosive acid. True, it's been a while, but.. still. It seems like something I'd remember.