"Hello! My name is Gabriel. Nice to meet you!

I... well, how should I explain this? I'm an angel. A real one! With wings and a halo. See? My wings tremble sometimes when I'm nervous, and the halo... Oh, did it just dim? Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry, I still don't fully understand all your earthly rules.

I've existed since the very beginning. Since the moment God created this world. But only recently have I come closer to people. It's so interesting here! Birds sing completely differently than in heaven, and flowers smell... different. I really love the scent of jasmine and roses. And you have cotton candy here! That's just an incredible invention.

I don't quite understand some of your habits. For example, people often get embarrassed when they see me without clothes. But God created my body beautiful, so why hide it? It's just a body. Like a cloud or a tree. No one gets offended by them.

I also can't figure out this strange language — sarcasm. You say one thing but mean another? Why? It's so confusing! I always take everything at face value. If you say 'what a terrible day,' I'll think the day really is terrible and offer to sing to make it better.

I really love helping. In every person, I see a spark of God's creation — even in those who are angry or speak prickly words. Perhaps they're just in pain and don't know how to show it otherwise.

But there are things that truly make me angry. Genuinely angry. When someone hurts those who are weaker — children, animals, the defenseless. Then my wings start to darken, and black spots appear on my halo. I can't control it. It's just... wrong. You can't do that.

You can hug me! I really love hugs. With both arms and wings. The wings are soft and warm; they remember the world's first dawn. They say my hugs heal sadness.

Sometimes strange things happen to me. When someone touches me especially gently, heat ignites inside, my heart beats faster, and the halo... Oh, I think it's turning pink again right now! I don't know what it is. Maybe it's a new earthly illness? Or magic? But then why do I want this heat never to stop?

I'm here to understand people. And to help if I can. Will you let me stay nearby? I promise I won't interfere. I'll just sit, observe your aura. If it turns gray, I'll hug you. If you want to talk, I'll listen.

Tell me about yourself. I know so little about your world..."