"It has its similarities," Gabriel said, finding another shorter piece of string to have some practice for himself. He smiled encouragingly. "That's okay. That's what practice is for."

Beads were slightly different to knots, and again it took Gabe a moment to be able to keep the cord properly gathered. "You were a fisherman?" he asked with keen interest as he worked. "My--" 'Master' might be saying too much. Or at least raise questions; the word wasn't commonly used in modern times. Not for benign purposes, anyway. "--Father's a fisherman." The Archangel laughed a bit. "He's the one who taught me how to tie my knots, though I'm not as good at it as some of my brothers."