[ If anyone was going to get it, it'd probably be Chuck, and that's a huge relief. She'd really rather not spit out a bunch of details on a topic that hits far too close to home, but he's got something to compare to. Not quite common ground, but as close as an angel and a prophet are going to get any time soon. She nods, relieved, and even cracks a smile as she leans back a little. ]

I don't think you've got much to worry about there. I'm no expert but I think God would look a little less poor artist chic. [ She raises her eyebrows, and yeah this time there's definitely no hiding it. Shes teasing, just a little, but it's all good-natured at heart. Certainly easier than talking in length about the why's and why not's of her decision to lie to the town upon arrival, anyway.

Because it's more that than anything. people have been slowly finding out, the ones that count anyway. She couldn't have done much to hide it from a few - though when the other option had been leaving a friend to die, there wasn't even a thought. It only got more people as people who knew her lie and all grew closer. At what point was she supposed to draw the line, rip the band-aid off and start being honest?

There's too much grey area, and thinking about it too much manages to give her the echoes of a headache, as near as she can get anyway, so more often than not she just doesn't. An angel dealing with issues by not dealing with them at all, who would have thought. ]

Look, this place isn't fun, I'll give you that. But don't worry too much, okay? There's people here who'll have your back, and it seems to have settled down a bit for now at least.