Thomas could barely remember what his life was like before the angel saved his life. He was sure that he'd had a life somewhere, even a regular job. But now his life belonged to a celestial prick. If he could go back and relive that day, he would have run straight over the ledge and told the angel to go fuck itself. There had to be more than this. But hindsight was always 20/20 and it wasn't up to him to warn the public about the shitshow that the church was selling. Say your prayers. But hope to God that he doesn't send an angel.