"God doesn't care about them, you silly boy." She smirked when he jerked his head back from her hand, not moving from where she was. Instead, she leaned in a little closer. "I've talked to him, and he told me so. He whispers in my ear sometimes." Her other hand raised next to her ear, and she made a small 'psppsppsp' sound rubbing her fingers together to demonstrate. "Not that I listen, of course."
"Their souls. They think they've kept them and that it stops them, but it means nothing." She tilted her head, her eyes focusing on his, trying to hold them in place. She was exceptionally good at hypnosis, and he'd make a good treat.