Couldn't tell ya, mate. Left all that religious garbage behind when I died. My only concern now is the stuff that affects me as a vampire, and that's because I hate it. Ruins all the fun.

[There is some invective there, but it's not personal. Midge probably had no way to tell for certain, but Spike was also keeping on a casual alert. He could smell things in here, besides the other adopted. Wouldn't surprise him if the hedge had more tricks to play on them than just moving about.]