After a moment, Alex drew the bread off the angel's chest. Zira's back arched off the mattress, as the tentacles of his sin left his body. Alex was caught up in the ritual, raising the bread to it it as the sin nearly choked him. The only sin he tasted was sins of the flesh, but it was overwhelming, and as Zira's trembling body fell back to the bed, Alex stumbled and caught himself on the end of the bed, weakened and bleary eyed.