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He considered her point, another arrow in the quiver he had began stocking the moment his mind took off with the question. Gods sure could make up what couldn't be gleamed from books or by simply asking around, although as he'd come to find, they where keenly aware of their upper hand in most dealings with mortals. The 'anything' he'd promised on a whim making him flush with shame. One day dismiss a god and calling them trickster while the very next one offering up anything for something he'd find almost had become his weakness.
Are shook his head, trying to clear away the reminder of his previous idiocy and steady the room somewhat. Succeeding at only one, but enough that he could suppress the other. "Gods, huh? Sure, but that's asking a bit much, no? What about her children?" he asked and leaned back in his chair, triumphantly nodding at his, to him, unusually clever idea. "What do they know that maybe even the gods don't?"
Are shook his head, trying to clear away the reminder of his previous idiocy and steady the room somewhat. Succeeding at only one, but enough that he could suppress the other. "Gods, huh? Sure, but that's asking a bit much, no? What about her children?" he asked and leaned back in his chair, triumphantly nodding at his, to him, unusually clever idea. "What do they know that maybe even the gods don't?"
