'HOOT! HOOT'
[I am quite certain that Lord Murphey must have overslept again. A true God of Sleep, indeed. Even in practice.]
"I'm sorry for being late, Father."
Murphey said with a bashful tone as soon as he noticed that his father's eyes were squinted in displeasure while eyeing him up and down. He acted sheepishly to appeal to his father's good side but the playful smirk pasted on his face betrayed his purpose.
By the way, Murphey was just one of the many sons of the God of Light.
"I can vouch for Nathalia. I was there too."
He added right after his labored breath return to normal. Then he looked at Nathalia's direction and gave her a winked as though saying 'See? I got your back'.
"And what exactly are you doing in the mortal realm??? The last time I checked, you are not exactly fond of that place. So I wonder what brought you there."
