If he had a mouth, Proginoskes would've frowned. Much of what Jesse had just said was unpleasant to hear. It wasn't just the mystery of the City moving its occupants around, it was the deaths resulting from it. Humans killed for vengeance. It was a reason Proginoskes had never quite understood, though he'd gotten it from an academic point of view.
That is unfortunate. Do you think the City will react to the deaths of those it employed to carry out its wishes? It was another unahppy thought. As much as he longed for freedom, Proginoskes much preferred a relatively quiet life here to one full of strange happenings.
He hovered, then shivered a little as if brushing away his pessimisstic thoughts. Oh, there's no point in speculating on things like that. A few eyes blinked open, lighter and brighter in color than the others. Tell me about these angels.