“But I can see my own body and theirs,” she said in confusion.
“Everyone has a body, but they’re different. For example, in your world, the basis is water. In our world, it’s fire. Each world has a different ratio of elements. We have bodies, too, but they are different,” he thought of how to phrase it differently. “My body is finer than yours on the Earth, so you think that no one lives on the Sun. When a resident of a grosser world goes to a finer world, he leaves his old body behind in the world he came from.”
“But why can’t I see the difference? I am the exact same,” David wondered.
Van smiled and pointed his finger at him:
“Everyone has his sound.”
“Sound?”
“The way he sounds, and you can’t change it. Or rather, it’s hard to change. The body forms itself around that inner sound. Here and there You are the same, though the bodies are different.”
“You mean soul?” Debby smiled.
Van looked at her with an affectionate look and nodded.
“Soul. But it’s not just the soul that creates the body, a lot of things are involved.”
“Past actions, desires,” Dr Capri continued Van’s thought.
Valikhilya nodded:
“We call it sound.”
Dr Capri smirked at something and continued to follow the soaring Van.
“By the way,” David remembered something, “do you all speak English here?”
Van grimaced to show that he didn’t know what he was talking about.
“Language,” said Yulia. “You understand us, and we understand you.”
“Ah,” Van brushed her off. “That’s right, you have different languages there. It’s not like that here. When you change bodies, you have already acquired the ability to speak and understand the language of the Sun. Only on Earth are so many languages. It’s stupidity that prevents your life,” he shook his head.
“So we all speak the sun’s language now?” David wondered. “I feel like I’m speaking English.”
Yulia listened to herself:
“And I’m in Russian.”
Van only smirked.
“Tell me about your world. What is it like?” looking ahead, Dr Capri asked.
“It’s the most beautiful world there can be. Everyone here is happy, and we all help our king, Ra.”
“I thought you said his name was…” Jean-Pierre couldn’t remember the name.
“Vivasvan,” the doctor helped him.
“What?” said Van in surprise.
He looked at Jean-Pierre and after a second laughed in his ringing voice.