[Oh, that's true. He hasn't gone into detail about vessels, has he? Partly he tries to avoid that talk, aware how disturbing it sounds to most humans, but it seems the time has come.]

What you see, this physical body, is a human vessel. In my true form I'm an ofan, a double-wheel of flame covered with eyes. Looking at an angel's true body can blind a mortal permanently. We have to have a vessel to walk on the earth.

[He leans into the touch with a smile.] I've lived this long; I'm sure I'm good for a few more eons.