"Well, there's a lot of exact terms to it-" Once a god of business, always a god of business, and there are some things Ebisu just can't help himself about. That probably explains why he has both paper and a laptop held tightly to his chest. He hopes the ash doesn't ruin them too badly...

"But, essentially-" Coming over, he sits down on the rock Sotero had just been on and adjusts the paper on top of his so-far closed laptop. "It's an agreement that you'll answer any question promptly and honestly, if you agree to answering it at all, and, in exchange, my temple will provide you with either a service or some manner of good. After we've both discussed it and come to an agreement, of course." Shuffling through the papers, he points to the exact page. "See, one of us would write down what it is here, and then you would sign here, and I would sign here. This refers to what question it would be relevant towards..."

Ebisu looks up. "You should read through it yourself, or else it wouldn't be fair."