The fruit carrier thinks for a moment, regarding the fruit in his hand, and then nods. His body ripples, and enlargens, before collapsing into a thick-ish, almost black puddle on the ground. Then, it seems to pull itself up and takes on an almost human-ish form. The hands look more like claws, the thick ropes of "hair" seem a bit like tentacles, and it's eyes are like falling stars amidst the great starry expanse that is the body.<br/><br/>"This is Father's form," the voice echoes from somewhere about the wispy midsection, "feel proud to see it."