That's a lot of information to process, and Mello is still mentally adjusting to the idea that angels are apparently real. He takes a stunned moment to silently sip his tea. Sure, why not a sentient, murderous AI. Not all that different from people, really.

"Is that your mission, then? This Mindseye thing?" Murmur hadn't sounded sold on the idea, but God was rumored to work in mysterious ways, after all.