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370 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 1, 2006
The demon had bridled. "I'm not unremittingly evil—and me saying that just goes to show that I'm not a typical demon. I have feelings, too. I have a conscience. I helped you save the world, didn't I?"
Chen, though conceding that there was a measure of truth in this, had remained resolute. "I don't think you're unremittingly evil," he said. "I just think you're . . .slightly dodgy." Zhu Irzh had pretended to be annoyed, but admitted to himself that Chen might have a point.
[...]
"So having established Jhai Tserai as principal suspect, you brought her back here and spent what is by all accounts an active night with her? In my bed?" [Chen said]
[...]
"She turned up here, one thing led to another, and next thing I knew, we were in bed. And I'm sorry it was yours, but it is the only bed here. I promise I'll wash the sheets."
When [Chen] had finished [speaking], the goddess was silent for a long time. She was so still that Zhu Irzh wondered whether she might have returned to her marble form: he'd seen her do that before, the Celestial equivalent of locking oneself in the bathroom and having a long think.
"Whatever Heaven might say, it does not understand what it's like to be human. It doesn't understand the stresses that you live under." [Mhara said]
"You said we had a choice," Robin pointed out, "and we do."
"But sometimes it isn't possible to see that. Life and living obscures it, makes it disappear. Don't underestimate how hard it is to be alive. I did not understand that before I came here. Heaven entombs itself in perfection; Heaven has forgotten. Perhaps, Robin, it is that Heaven is not good enough for you."
"That sounds like heresy," Robin said, with unease. "Whatever religion one might practice."
"Then maybe the heretics are right."
"No thanks. I think I'll go and explore the port."
The receptionist managed to convey to Zhu Irzh that this was absolutely fine. If the demon had announced his intention to immolate himself on the front steps he would, he presumed, have evoked a similar response.