[ And Roxas insists on giving Jakob headpats and is unsure about being waited upon hand and foot by his shinki.

Jakob can see how she’d get that impression about gods. ]

I have noticed it as well. Many of the gods in the Far Shore are a good deal humbler than their titles would suggest. [ He begins toweling up her hair in the meantime, now that he’s got all of the gunk out. ]

I suppose, as the extensions of the gods, it is our duties as shinki to present them in an appropriately divine light.