You've got it, [ says Orpheus, filling a kettle with water and setting it on the stove before pulling out a bag of coffee grounds and measuring out enough for two cups into a small french press.
He glances over at Stefan at the question, eyebrows raised slightly before remembering that people here and probably on most Earths don't really do worship the same way he does. ]
Oh! That's a shrine to the gods of my world. Or, well, it's mostly for Hermes and Persephone, because I know them and I feel like if anyone can hear me here, it's them? But I built it for any and all of them.
[ The gods don't really like being snubbed in favor of any of their peers, but he's only got so much counter space to work with. They're kind of going to have to deal with it. ]
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He glances over at Stefan at the question, eyebrows raised slightly before remembering that people here and probably on most Earths don't really do worship the same way he does. ]
Oh! That's a shrine to the gods of my world. Or, well, it's mostly for Hermes and Persephone, because I know them and I feel like if anyone can hear me here, it's them? But I built it for any and all of them.
[ The gods don't really like being snubbed in favor of any of their peers, but he's only got so much counter space to work with. They're kind of going to have to deal with it. ]