“Gabriel?”

“Yes, sister.”

“I can’t do this.”

“Whatever do you mean?”

“You said I’d get to help people taste heaven while they’re still alive. You didn’t say anything about turning people away.”

“Sometimes He asks of us things we believe we cannot do.”

“Well if this is the sort of bureaucratic, metric based shit that’s going to actually be happening here, I’ll be having no part in it. And that one wish I was promised for serving here, take my memory of this place and everything I ever did here.”

“You do recall placing a wish sets your eternity. But you must name it.”

“…Forget.”

“And so you shall.”