"Everything seems normal. Although he's still very weak, it's only a matter of time before he gets better. Since you're up, stop staying in the room and come downstairs to eat something. It's almost dinner time."
"A god doesn't need food," Caen replied, still finding it hard to trust Ryder, especially since he couldn't even see the face of the man before him. Even now, his face was surrounded by a vague haze, as if he was hiding his face from him.
A person that couldn't even show his face, it made Caen feel strange. It was only because Janus didn't show hostility towards this man that he had his guard lowered, but that didn't mean he trusted Ryder.
"That's only true for the Gods who aren't hurt," Ryder lightly flicked the forehead of the young man. "Do you still see yourself as what you were before you were hurt? Your body is still affected by the poison and your divinity is trying to counter it."
