"...Yes? There are none to be against. But we are not enemies anymore, are we? I thought neither of us desired this."
Monzun is exceptionally baffled, and it comes across in their tone more than ever before. There are allies and there are enemies. They can think of no other terms off the cuff. Not for another god.
(There was Khazar, and friend-- but this was only another flavor of ally, anyway, and with other beings appears to involve fondness. Lethys has no fondness for them, and their own--their own feelings are...strange, and perhaps not precisely such.)
Sweetheart has finished her very thorough check of the Temple, as well as having done as Monzun had hoped, stopping a few fires the Storm started among the trees. Perhaps she sensed her god speaking of her, because now she's wandering around the mountain range from the other side, tilting her head at the sight of two gods' lights still hovering below her usual eyeline.
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Monzun is exceptionally baffled, and it comes across in their tone more than ever before. There are allies and there are enemies. They can think of no other terms off the cuff. Not for another god.
(There was Khazar, and friend-- but this was only another flavor of ally, anyway, and with other beings appears to involve fondness. Lethys has no fondness for them, and their own--their own feelings are...strange, and perhaps not precisely such.)
Sweetheart has finished her very thorough check of the Temple, as well as having done as Monzun had hoped, stopping a few fires the Storm started among the trees. Perhaps she sensed her god speaking of her, because now she's wandering around the mountain range from the other side, tilting her head at the sight of two gods' lights still hovering below her usual eyeline.