There's a lotta gods who don't deserve the title, I'm pretty sure.

[As he relaxes, the air finally begins to take on the usual warmth of his affection, his appreciation. The weariness, too, begins to fully sink in. His body had rested quite a bit over the past few days, but his mind had failed to get any solid sleep across it all, plagued by the dark thoughts he was.

Even as his breathing begins to settle, those thoughts prevent him from quite opening a link, and instead he continues to rely on his own voice.]

No offense, but you don't make for a very good god. Much better as a regular human, if you ask me.

[His tone lightens just enough to tease.]