"Every religion has their explanation for how the world was created and how it works. You might be called misguided by some," Lilie pointed out, "don't assume that because you have wings on your back and you pray to a God that people have murdered thousands in his name makes you in a position to be right." She really hated these overly religious types. Everything they said was right. Everyone else was wrong and their opinion and their faith was the only thing that mattered. But they were also the worst sort of people as well. Those so quick to judge everyone else and then justified whatever they did because "God" was on their side.
Lilie saw him coming at her, wings spread, and she supposed to other people, he might paint an intimidating picture. And maybe he was a little freaky, but only because this guy was seriously losing it because she heard his dirty little secret. She swore on Odin, one of her gods, that had to count for something, right? He launched accusations at her, even shoving her and Lilie took a few steps back.
Her expression hardened and she moved fast, her leg kicking up and striking the angel hard in his chest, not holding back any of her own strength. It wasn't the best thing to do. Get into a fight with some winged lunatic on "his turf" but well, he started it. That was going to be her excuse if either of them got in trouble.
"Takes one to know one," she snarled at him angrily.