Lorne looked at the light, desperately trying to understand it. "It's like having words on the tip of your tongue," he said to it. "My spidey sense is tingling but I've got nothing, I'm sorry."
He sighed, and turned to look at the rest of the room.
"Angels?"
He looked at the people... well, obviously they weren't people, in the room. Lorne made himself a drink with what he found on the table.
"OH!"
He realized the thing in the corner was an angel. He didn't know there were angels! Lorne's demon-ness had less to do with God and more to do with location. He downed the drink he'd made.
Ideas? "So everyone's....?"
Angels and demons. He knew before he asked. "What good would it do to remove us all? What powers do we have?"