[Raphael's wings tense, pull up and hood over them.]

Because they will depend on us, to solve everything. Already they cry divine protection and divine wrath as if God giving them direction. If we begin to interfere...

There will be a time to act. It's not part of the Plan yet.

[Raphael's voice is calm, cool, quiet. But no less serious than a deadly riptide hidden by a placid surface.]

Are you questioning your orders, Anna?