[ Ehehe. He's so embarrassed because now she knows he really is a softie inside. Well she's sorry, but there's no way to erase that knowledge from her mind! What she can do however is make this less embarrassing for him by not pointing this out. It's not like she wants him to turn red like a tomato, after all.

Still, she smiles. Even though he's really perfecting the tsundere act and is nearly on the verge of saying "i-it's not like i like you, baka," it's really sweet and she can't help but smile. ]

Many are those who have told me so. And I agree. [A pause.] You know, gods do not change their mind easily. This is not in our nature.

[ Gods don't grow. They don't change, they don't become better, they don't evolve. They're meant to be born as perfected existences - contrary to humans who are born imperfect but can grow. That's why the end of their time had been inevitable. That's why humans can do anything, so long as they put their heart to it. ]

But I am fortunate that the eternity I spent caring for human souls has affected my nature.

[ And of course, there is this body... She's more human than any other god in her pantheon. An honor she shares with her sister. The goddess of the heavens who cares for the living, and the goddess of the underworld who cares for the dead. In either case, their entire existence revolves around loving humans. ]

Others have promised me already... But should I fall back in my old ways— [She closes her eyes.] I may need another reminder.

[ Hopefully more like this one, and less like last time's. ]