[ Yata just snickers at that, because the guy looks kinda thrilled at the prospect. ]

How should I know? You're the god, right? Aren't you supposed to know everything or something? It's not like I know anything more about you than you do.

[ Or anything, for that matter, the reminder making him frown fiercely for a moment and avert his gaze, one hand clenching into a fist at his side in frustration before he forces it loose and relaxed once more. ]

And I don't know the answer to that, either. I was hoping my god could tell me. And also maybe why I can do this.

[ He concentrates for a moment, holding up his hand in front of him. For a moment, nothing happens and then whoosh!, flames appear, enveloping his hand and arm in Red Aura.

Every since he'd done it by accident when trying out a Borderline, he's been practicing more, trying to figure out how he can to this at all. ]