"Pfffft."
He almost laughs at her comparison.
"Guru doesn't have the stones to murder someone." Which wasn't as big an insult as his tone probably made it sound? Puck couldn't either, just hex until the sun goes down. Not traditionally 'wise', but definitely wiser then murder. That's another thing he should probably mention though.
"Yeah. Phoenix, Guru, and I found this old warehouse where some Libertines were trying to summon an angel. Problem is someone tampered with the notes they used to cast the ritual and they summoned the wrong type of angel."
He pauses, contemplating the best way to describe the thing. Curses are apparently on the menu for later.
"Okay, you know those dog toys where it's like a bunch of hexagons that form a ball and it rolls around? Yeah, that. The hexagons are fire though? And there's a white flame in the center that takes the form of the face of whoever it's talking to. Voice as well. Really creepy chew toy angel. I was talking to angel face me in the spirit tongue and it was totally bizarre. Convinced it not to kill us all or burn the city down though so mission accomplished I guess?"
This is a totally reasonable and true way of describing the angels of the Aetherto an Acanthus.