The sharp burst of anger still lingering in Murky, but she kept it in, embarrassed by how strong it consumed her, an angel, and that she might have misinterpreted Raven's words. Still, she wouldn't take them back. Angels looked at demons without any kindness. She used to be that way as well, but now the situation differed and she couldn't look at the recently infected the same as the old enemies they always fought. It wasn't the same at all. Shaking her head, Murky finally spoke. "Fine. Someone here needed to think outside the box at least." With that, she turned toward the library and left the other angel. Raven might think the answer looked clear-cut here, but then, why need to go on a quest? Murky would unbury the ancient secrets no matter how long she had to dig.