They no longer fit the definition of a living organism - Mithos wasn't wrong. He didn't really like thinking of that either, but he wasn't wrong. They wouldn't grow, they wouldn't need to eat, they might not even need to breathe. This whole time, he was more worried about losing his soul, but losing what made him a living being was scary, too.

He wondered if he'd be as proud and happy about it as Mithos someday.

His eyes watched him in a mix of apprehension and wonder. No, that wasn't what he really wanted to say.

"Oh, r-right." He paused, questioning how much he wanted this answer or not. "But if everyone's an angel, won't we all be the same? Everyone should have the same power, right?"