"You could be," he concedes, nodding, "But you're not. Scent and appearance fourth sight is something that constucts cannot produce. You look faintly lavender-purple, with a silver border which I suspect may be your wings, and you smell a little like strawberries and grass, and something else which as of yet I am unable identify. Your wings are not a trick of the light because if they where they would be much duller, I think. And as to miracles...I've seen, and occasionally done stranger things."