[ Is that interest he hears in Alastor's voice? It's enough to get him to answer the question first, thinking how to explain it better than just 'yes' or with a shrug - both of his immediate first responses in his head. ]

I wasn't born looking like this. [ There's a pause there, practically thinking 'duh' in his head as everyone knows he is a fallen angel. ] Anything like this. We were only given more... human-like forms later. I think we were practice for your whole species.

[ There's something numb in his words, like reciting from a book, but it's easier to stay numb to talk of the past than let himself feel anything from it as much as he possibly can. ]

Mhmm, the baby. Or babies, depending on what chance gives us.