God's First Saint looks at God, just as levelly as God speaks, and does not, as yet, make any move to re-cover her face, her fangs, her injuries; he does not offer any information about Anna, or the frankly fascinating conversation they'd had, fueled by ramen, or the memory of it.

"I'm not one of the children," he points out, after just long enough for the pause to be obvious. "Are you planning to give me the grown-up version of what you're barely talking about, here, or are you planning to carry her back there alone?"

(All that, after God had said let's bring her back — suggesting that Augustine, or maybe Alfred, will of course want to help.)