"Oh no no, of course not!" Hermes soothed with his charming smile. "But since you owe me a favour..." he thought for a moment, then smiled brightly. "This is it: Show me and tell me what you are. I know you are a Thingy of some kind, but that's all. I like wings. I hope you have wings..." the last was sort of a ramble to himself, only half-addressed to Mr. Fell.

He giggled again, giving off the aura of being absolutely overflowing with exuberance and joy. "So it's sort of like getting naked, but without the bits that make people blush and things," he finished thoughtfully.