"Maybe," he laughed. It was clear that he was teasing, when he said that.
He shrugged at that. "Who knows, maybe your idea will work and I won't need to worry." Or, the angels would get their grace back soon, and Anna would help him.
"I guess that makes sense." He didn't know if this particular idea would work. But simply being down here with her, talking about things completely unrelated to what had been going on lately, was helping.