Sam shook his head, unable to fully accept that. This has nothing to do with my soul. It has to do with the fact that some scientist decided what the hell, let's desecrate a body and bring back a guy who didn't want to come back just because we can! There was anger in his mental voice now. My only relief is the look on the little bastard's face when I vaporized him.
He noticed that his fists were beginning to clench and took a few deep breaths, some of them with the cigarette in his mouth. Slowly his fists unclenched and his eyes closed. Vampires have souls. Are they human, too? Some people say AI have souls, does that make them human? There was another mental sigh and then he just shook his head. Sorry. I just...I don't know. And I appreciate the offer, but no. A wry grin spread across his face and he added, Already had one too many people screwing around with my body.
He didn't seem entirely comfortable with the contact, but he let it go. Three years in the Warworld taught him to never piss off a deity.