"Or something," Erin echoes softly. "...Here lately I've found myself repeating something I got told, when I took help. Good people, bad people...people are just people. We don't get to be good or bad, that shit would be convenient and simple and the thing is few, if any, people are simple or straightforward."

An awfully convenient worldview for Erin specifically, which she'd told the Bishop who gave it to her. And the Bishop had laughed, and asked her what saint she knew that it wasn't convenient for.