[ The fruit surprises her a little. The story, not so much. But Zeno happens to be a rather spirited storyteller so Bishamon finds herself listening rather intently. There's a small smile to her as he tells her the story, one that seems almost nostalgic. ]

We gods tend to forget what humanity's like. We've never been human but this is why have our exemplars. Thank you for your story.

[ She decides to lead him to a nearby bench. It's a long story after all and it seems to have winded him somewhat. ]

I suppose it's only right I tell you one in return... is there any god particular you want to hear about?