Auspicious Breeze
"Eh? My mistress and her other servants taught me that the Sun is a distant god who rules with the moon in heaven, and travels across the sky during the day. Maybe things are different where you're from?" Breeze asked, tilting her head and blinking as she tried to take it all in. It was a lot of stuff! It was also a lot of stuff that didn't make sense in light of what Radiant Cataclysm had told her back home, and her mistress was always right, but Mordred wasn't a liar or dumb either. So it had to be that things just worked different.
"Distant stars...? You mean they aren't all hanging from the roof of the sky where you're from?" she had to ask, too. "When stars fall from the sky they apparently are really valuable, so people try to collect them! Is that not a thing here? This is going to be confusing."
Just to keep Oren from feeling left out she made sure to pet the deer-shifter-girl's head.
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Gadreel
"Ah yes, that may suffice. The difficulty will as always be in finding them in my size," Gadreel lamented with some measure of good humor. "But I trust you in this matter, regardless."
He need merely gesture to his own substantial height and width to make his point there. The fallen angel was in every sense of the word an epic monument to the ideal male human form, a towering figure of natural-looking muscle with everything broad that should be so. It was not as he had been created, or indeed as he had been before he descended from the heavens to be among the masses of humanity, but it came naturally to him and he could not change it now.
The angel took note of Forest's discomfort, and considered whether or not he should comment on it right away. He decided, instead, to allow her the time to work through that herself. In the end, she would come to her own decision. Pushing might be... well, pushy, as the humans called it now.