"For the record, my opinion of Heaven is not improving." Ginia grumbles. Whatever chance remains, there's still the chance Iwami is alive. She looks at their god, wondering if he knows anything more. Now, however, is not the time to ask. She stops fussing with Kimi's hair - back in order, you're welcome - and rocks back on her heels.

"What kind of trouble?" A pause, a sigh, a sweep of her hand through her hair as something occurs to her. "My understanding is it's only been a little over a year since my generation began appearing. Knowledge of anything that happened before our time is pretty sparse. If there's anything else I should know for context or otherwise, it's a good time to share."