["Petulant children who don't know how to share", once again, you have nailed the behaviour of the gods, Meja!
To demonstrate this further - Umbrael bursts out laughing.]
Little? Are you trying to tell me that your - Æsir is it? Or other magical 'non-humans' up there have no interest in humans?
[He leans in again, this time enough that some of his scales manage to catch the light, and maybe the little spikes over his eyes, too.]
Obviously, there must be a bit of interest, Valkyrie.
[Soldier? Scout? Or is it too early or late in the game for paranoia? He hadn't actually caught her doing more than relaxing, but the 'other realm' thing is putting him on edge.
(In fairness to Meja, 700 years was long, even for the mortals of his kind. But, well, not to him.)]
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To demonstrate this further - Umbrael bursts out laughing.]
Little? Are you trying to tell me that your - Æsir is it? Or other magical 'non-humans' up there have no interest in humans?
[He leans in again, this time enough that some of his scales manage to catch the light, and maybe the little spikes over his eyes, too.]
Obviously, there must be a bit of interest, Valkyrie.
[Soldier? Scout? Or is it too early or late in the game for paranoia? He hadn't actually caught her doing more than relaxing, but the 'other realm' thing is putting him on edge.
(In fairness to Meja, 700 years was long, even for the mortals of his kind. But, well, not to him.)]