Ginia's food is mostly forgotten as she listens patient and attentive, but with barely restrained curiosity too. All the gods she has lost have all been her own doing, though a day more, would she have woken up in an empty lot with nothing but the clothes on her back, her phone, and a single white flower? Would she have still gone to Caster's or would she have sheltered at the shinki sanctuary? It's an untold possibility.
The shinki of the new generation don't realize how lucky they are to lose the name when their god disappears. Or is it really luck? No doubt their generation would be more forgiving on the matter of nora and a few shinki would probably prefer keeping the name. With how quickly gods come and go, is there anyone that wouldn't be a nora? The ones that have had the same god from the start are far and few in between.
Her fingers run over Chris's name on her skin. It feels inevitable Chris will one day leave. She has her life back home, her friends there too. Perhaps it'll be soon, perhaps it'll be in a century. Perhaps she'll be able to visit, but if not, her name (and any other new god who has named her by then) will disappear.
She'd miss Chris. That much is certain. It's a very slight fraction of what Aomi felt, but Ginia understands why he stayed in the area despite the danger. Again, it speaks to his character.
"How old was he then?" Ginia glances at Ebisu. Given Aomi's vessel form is meant to fit someone much taller, she has a hunch he wasn't so freshly reincarnated then.
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The shinki of the new generation don't realize how lucky they are to lose the name when their god disappears. Or is it really luck? No doubt their generation would be more forgiving on the matter of nora and a few shinki would probably prefer keeping the name. With how quickly gods come and go, is there anyone that wouldn't be a nora? The ones that have had the same god from the start are far and few in between.
Her fingers run over Chris's name on her skin. It feels inevitable Chris will one day leave. She has her life back home, her friends there too. Perhaps it'll be soon, perhaps it'll be in a century. Perhaps she'll be able to visit, but if not, her name (and any other new god who has named her by then) will disappear.
She'd miss Chris. That much is certain. It's a very slight fraction of what Aomi felt, but Ginia understands why he stayed in the area despite the danger. Again, it speaks to his character.
"How old was he then?" Ginia glances at Ebisu. Given Aomi's vessel form is meant to fit someone much taller, she has a hunch he wasn't so freshly reincarnated then.