He listens to her, his thumb moving gently over her palm.

"You aren't available, which is why he chose you. You're safe." He smiles. "You're married, and he knows you would never leave me and force Gorlim away from him. You are the devil he knows, Legs." He shrugs. "Ultimately, it's Gorlim's decision, if you're already willing. He is the one who says yes or no at this point."

He's thoughtfully quiet for a moment.

"However, be careful. Someone so close to me, moving people about as the god is... Something isn't right. We all brought Gorlim back, thinking it was best for him, but what about those around him, hmm?"

Hell, he'd just wanted the moping SOB out of his damn sphere. He traded one for the other, it seemed.