It was completely impossible for Michael to read the young man at this point. The way he was acting now conflicted so strongly with what he remembered from their conversations before, and the idea that he was contributing to Orihara's sickness bothered him. He should have kept his mouth shut -- this was what he got for being honest.

Of course, he could understand wanting to cling to the idea that there was solid proof of the afterlife existing. Many people, even devout people, struggled with not knowing for certain. But faith was based around accepting something to be true even without that proof, which was how Michael had worked through that hurdle. Granted, that had all apparently fallen apart when he'd lost his mind.

He gave the other a wary look as he tried to argue his point, letting out a sigh when Orihara finished speaking. "And which one seems more likely in the long run?" he returned, trying to hide his annoyance with the topic. Maybe the patients here were willing to accept his ridiculous story about him being an angel of the Lord, but he knew for a fact that wouldn't fly in regular society.