If the God of your scripture is the same as Biff's and House's and hands souls over to His enemy for eternity for their deeds, then they are nothing alike.

[Sore spot detected. (They are still alike even if this is a valid world difference).]

The Archangels never led me along before - they would warn me of immediate danger, but would not tell me where I should go or what I should do. Strange, isn't it, how they didn't need to be hidden to not be a hindrance to my free will.

[After a moment he seems to realize his tone and he noticeably quiets.]

...I'm sorry, Beckett. This place is wearing on us all, I think.