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[So we've been stuck on the poison moon for a couple months now, so a lot of people probably want to get away from that.

Unfortunately, the only place you really can get away from it besides your own ship is the Iskaulit. So, here's a June Iskaulit mingle!]

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[Where does he even BEGIN to respond to this? A cute face???]

I see you're pretty modest. [Wait, is that even a trait associated with gods to begin with?] But... okay, you're a facet of a god. Like a seraphim?

[He's been talking to Mikleo a lot, and honestly, his brain's gonna explode unless he finds some common analogy.]

Of course. Modest, beautiful, and wise, the perfect traits for a wonderful wife, and of course I embody all three!

[She sounds so cheerful it's impossible to tell if she's serious or joking.]

Eh? You mean like that fluffy-headed angry fellow here? No, absolutely not! Please do not compare me to a spirit such as that! We aren't entirely dissimilar, but he is a being in himself, whereas I have a connection to a distant origin that others lack.

Well, to make it easier to understand, in terms of magi... He would be classed as a Nature Spirit, while I would be some manner of Divine Spirit... Though, all the legends force me into the role of a youkai, so after a thousand years of that belief, it's not like that doesn't apply, either. Something similar to that Indian hero, Rama, but merely a split-off fraction rather than a full avatar.

[.............

He's not even gonna touch her traits. Lesser men have probably been smitten for it.]

I.... see. [Not really, but if it'll get him out of this faster...] I'll try not to make such baseless comparisons again.

Hm, somehow, I get the feeling that you're thinking something incredibly rude... Well, whatever. See that you don't!

I wouldn't dream of it.

[She's not wrong, but hoo boy. If Stefan's faith allowed him to grab a beer, now would've been the time.

... Maybe he can make extra prayers. Cleanse the body with wudu. That should do the trick.]

On that note, my name's Stefan. [He holds out his hand as a peace offering.] You're always welcome in here, miss...?

[She takes it and shakes.]

I can't share my real name for various reasons right now, but currently, I go by 'Caster'. It's nice to meet you~.

It's good to meet you, Caster. [The false name is the most normal thing he's heard from her all day, so he'll take it.]

Do you want anything to drink? Er, can goddesses eat or drink?

Of course we can. What do you think that kind of offering is for?

... Though, I'm a bit of a special case, since I incarnated as a mortal and was killed, and now exist as a spirit. But I can eat if I so choose, though it's not strictly necessary. Ah, but if you have any fried tofu, I will gladly accept that as an offering!

Huh. [Honestly, he had no idea what those offerings were for... Sacrifices??? Making sure the rest of the harvest went well?]

I don't think I can religiously offer anything to you, but I'll see what I can do about the tofu.

[She pouts.]

Well, I suppose that's understandable... Bad things happen when that guys gets jealous, after all.

[And immediately brightens up.]

Then, I will accept it as a kind gift to a beautiful girl, without any attached meanings!

[Her modesty really does know no bounds - but Stefan laughs, goodnaturedly this time.]

Sure. And when I really do get some tofu? You'll be the first to know.

You're very kind! If you keep this up, you'll be a friend to foxes everywhere.

[... this is probably a slightly more worrying statement from someone who actually has the power to make you a friend of all foxes. Maybe has the power, anyway.]

No kidding?

[A super worrying statement, considering he'll drink fox blood more than human blood.]

I appreciate the thought, but you - or the foxes? - don't need to go to the trouble.

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