‘Which eye do you see?’ he asked her.
‘All of them.’
He turned his face to her. ‘Really?’
She returned his gaze, steadily. ‘Yes. It’s why the old ones had so many gods. Each god was a different eye, tuned in to humanity when it needed to be.’
‘And the angels?’ he asked her.
‘That was when they were most powerful. When they Worked Together.’