Wes raised an eyebrow back at Angel but caught his drift. After meeting Fred here and seeing she came from a time before Illyria, he had been careful not to let on too much about what had occurred back then and there.
"It would be interesting if it was something like her, something that made itself into a City and only occasionally manifests in a humanoid form. I...we...probably almost everyone here has been trying to deduce why them, why at that point in there life, why were they taken and not someone else. Sometimes I think the City just likes to play God, like an Old One, twisting things to suit its own purposes and then sitting back to enjoy the show.
He wasn't bitter at all, was he?
Looking back at Sam, he addressed his question.
"As a matter of fact, we can be pretty sure this isn't Purgatory. Especially not as modern Christians view it. Traditionally, in most cultures, Purgatory or Limbo or other similar post-death dimensions were considered a place where those who were not evil yet not completely good...meaning almost all people...could atone for sins or bad character traits that dogged them during their life. Tell me, have you yet to face any situations that mirrored those that went on during the life you remember so closely that you can see where you would have made another choice? Oh, sure, we get thrown back together with people we may have hurt or get the opportunity to change character flaws here, but somehow I doubt zombies and Godzilla and snowstorm have anything to do with the betterment of our souls. I'm fairly certain this is all done out of the curiosity and entertainment of some different type of life form to whom time and space don't matter, to whom human emotion and reaction are a mystery."