Gabriel turned his head, glancing back at the Yoga. It was hard, to remember everything, here. He was far more limited than he normally felt - far more tied to these three meagre dimensions. So he thought, without the benefit of looking through time.

"No, I do not know them," he decided eventually, once he had brought to mind every nation of man he could recall. "There are many being from many worlds, here. I am guardian to only one. I have not felt so... unknowing, in some time."

He looked back at his companion.

"Do not be afraid," he said, almost sympathetically. "I cannot show more than a cross section of my form at any given time. I have folded myself to this shape." There was a pause, and his form began to twist and change, his lower legs and waist thinning, his features drawing blank as his shoulders widened. It was a very rough approximation of Tyl's silhouette. If he also happened to be covered with eyes. Once he had settled on the form, the eyes blinked out and he looked more solid again.

"Does this offer more comfort?"