"No kidding. I wonder if your God and my God are the same one, or if there are actually more than one in the multiverse."

"I think the Edori think that other people on other stars have their own gods, but I haven't studied their beliefs in much detail."

"There are definitely people in my world who think different things about the nature of God and how He works and, to be frank, whether or not He even exists, but most people are wrong about most things about God, so."

"Apart from the question of whether Jovah is the sole god and how to pronounce his name even the Edori agree with the general consensus, where I'm from..."

"Maybe he talks to more people? I only know everything I do about Him because my adoptive mother is an angel."

"I don't know, how many people in your - dimension - does he talk to? Jovah speaks directly to oracles, of whom there are three, and answers prayers from angels - possibly other petitioners as well but we get more reliable results praying aloft."

"Are we? Do I not look like an angel to you?"

"You look like someone who wants to look like an angel. Real angels don't walk around with their wings out all the time."

"...As opposed to what? I can't imagine it would be comfortable to put them under a cloak or something."

"My kind of angels aren't inherently corporeal. They can dematerialize their wings at will."

"I wouldn't want to do that any more than I'd care to be rid of my arms. They're attached. I've had my wings my whole life."

"Like I said, they're not inherently corporeal. They haven't had their any body part their whole lives. Remember how I said dead humans go to Heaven? Angels are from there."

"Even if I could become - incorporeal - at will, I would expect to want to do it all at once. But then I'm accustomed to corporeality and may be missing something."

"...Angels are older than the human race. What form they take on, when they do, is largely arbitrary. You and I, we have the head, torso, limbs model hard-coded into our identities. They don't. They look like humans because it's convenient, not because they have some particular attachment."

"Then why bother with wings at all? Why not just - expand incorporeally towards wherever they wish to be and then contract into a convenient form there?"

"I'm not completely sure I understand you're question, but an angel's noncorporeal form isn't mist or just not being there, it's way too much energy for the landscape to handle."

"I don't understand, but perhaps it's not readily described. ...So why are we here?"

"Because of the arbitrary whims of that door over there, apparently. Unless you meant that more philosophically."

"She gave me this thing," Anna says, gesturing to her drink. "Which I haven't tried yet. I should do that." sip

"Very delicious blue fruit punch," Anna commented. "Odd, I usually don't like fruit punch very much." sip "You do good work, bar."

Thank you ever so.

"So what's it like, being your kind of angel? I imagine it must be very similar to being human."