"Hello again.. Nice to find you again." Gabriel murmured, watching as the little bird landed next to him.

Souls in Heaven, the lesser angels, were in the shape of animals, rather than human, to tell the difference in who was who.

"I have a snack for you," the archangel started, moving to fiddle around with a bag he had brought with him.

A loaf of bread. Gabriel hummed thoughtfully, before tearing off a piece, exposing the white inside, holding it out for you to rip the soft contents out of.

Sure, it felt a little rude from Gabriel's view, since, if he was a pigeon, he would be insulted by the thought of bread shoved in his face, but he didn't have any other ideas, and showing up to just talk about what happened didn't seem fair.