Oh this is fascinating, and she listens with rapt attention. "A psychic transmission," she says, nodding enthusiastically at understanding what he means. "I am capable of receiving those as well, on occasion." It doesn't happen very often, considering the size and amount of interference in her universe, but for Gabriel it only has to cover the short distances of Earth.

"I shall definitely try this," she assures him with a smile, and then searches her databanks for information on Enochian. What she finds makes her light up with curiosity again. In her universe, there's no indication that it's anything but a language made up by some human claiming to be a medium, or perhaps picking up some kind psychic interference from somewhere, but she knows how these things work in Gabriel's universe by now. "Angels have their own language? And you have a different name in it?"

She is vaguely aware that she may be straying into territory her contemporary Gabriel might not like having questioned, remembering how he said names are powerful where he comes from. But this one just seems so happy to explain things, and she's not asking about his past or his family, so how could she resist? She may be getting carried away a little. "And what do humans typically ask of you?"