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Astral looked content for now, none of his inner turmoil showing. He'd started to grow light stubble too, a golden color that matched his hair. His jaw was strong, and sharp, his nose flared just slightly as he walked. His eyes shone just a bit, the orb above his head just as brilliant. Really, there was no way he could be mistaken as a human.
Astral brought Simon into the kitchen, shifting the man to one arm as the god looked through the cabinets.
"What would you like to have?" He asked, looking down with a smile.