[ Hibiki snorts before she remembers she's acting smoother than that around this gentleman - but still manages to sound dignified, somehow. Just that good, she supposes.
She takes a sip of her own tea before replying, lingering to enjoy the flavor. ] A true god requires no handler.
no subject
She takes a sip of her own tea before replying, lingering to enjoy the flavor. ] A true god requires no handler.
[ She has not.
She does not even believe this person exists. ]