[There was an attempt and it was a good one, honestly.

The sound that gets out of Paul is amused, at any rate, more a rough exhale than anything; he shakes his head a bit.]

I was blessed by an Angel of the Lord, who chose to bestow a few gifts on me in exchange for assisting in carrying out God's plan for the world. So "zombie" feels a little sacrilegious, but you can call it that if you want, I guess.