Iris winced at the further questioning, her hands continuing to hold the glass even once it place don the table. There was no need to eat anymore, not as her hunger was replaced with a numb pit within her stomach. Still, she continued on. What else could she do? Sapphire eyes lowered as she inhaled softly, thinking over the truths in human nature. "Churches are useless, but sacred areas do have meaning. Humanity has their own link into the energies of this planet, but they rather glorified another being that understand the forces around them. We don't hear prayers, but spoken words bring power into that energy." Slowly, her face twisted in though as she attempted to explain in the easiest way she could. How does one speak of another form of reality that could not be seen by the mortal eye?<br/><br/>The slam sent her to jolt up, sitting tall as her defenses flared for a second. He was enjoying himself with his newfound knowledge, and the fallen angel grew weary of when he would once again decide to have his play. "Heaven can't be brought down, it will distort everything as you know it," Iris shook her head, leaning back in her seat while her arms wrapped tightly around her form. She didn't like these questions, she didn't like how she was feeling, "Angels fight the demons, and humanity stands below our wars. But the battles have been ongoing, with never an end in sight."<br/><br/>When the last question arrived, she stood quickly. Raven hair curling around her form as she stared painfully at Roan. She wanted him to stop, but her heart couldn't bring herself to yell at him to do so. It was his curiosity that heightened her love for him, and for that she couldn't scowl at the man as she watched him. A long moment passed as she fell deep in thought, about the pain she had experienced and the heartache she never wished to feel again. The torture of wings being torn away, and the rejection that crashed her upon Earth's filthy lands. "No, I wouldn't."