Yeah. You know, I envy the gods, they can just -- [He makes a little pfft noise, cutting his other hand through the air] --and they're wherever they want to be. We'd be down there already!

But I guess we're lucky we can use the shrines. There's still a way down without us having to beg a god to take us down. That would feel an awful lot like having a chaperone, wouldn't it?

[The transition? It's simple enough. One moment they're in the temple, heading into the room that serves for this purpose -- the next, down in the Near Shore, stepping out of a small and practically unseen shrine into the crisp winter air and afternoon sunshine.]