"That's - different," he muses, and looks at the shape he's manifested. Unassuming, and probably nothing more to the human eye than an ordinary person. They've both chosen a similar state of being via a different mechanic, smoothing an exterior over themselves for the sake of communication. The Rift hasn't always made Daniel's easy to maintain, or even navigate - he's appeared far above the city several times already, and uninvited in other peoples' apartments several times more.

"Was non-interference a big thing for heaven, too?" Daniel watches his insubstantial hand waver for a moment, bleeding into obscurity and back again. "Limitations for the sake of humanity?"