"An angel or something else," Uriel said. She had no illusions about that part of Bran's inheritance. Somebody with no connection to Presence was not an angel, wings or not. "With an angel as a mother and a few gods as uncles and aunts, he's bound to grow up to be something interesting at the very least." She didn't mention fathers or father-figures, however interesting additions Horsepeople and aliens may have been to the equation.

"Thank you," she then said to Luna, smiling. "I'm going to do my best to be the best mother I can be. Although I fear that if he takes after his uncles, his reason for abusing your nose might be 'because it's fun.'"