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Galaxian didn't answer, as he was already gone.

The deity, still as childish and dependent as ever, trembled in a corner of a building in the opposite direction, trying not to scream or cry. Instead, he steeled his expression and looked around.

Nothing of notice. But he saw Rina--he turned away, but not before waving his hand slightly. The pearl-string necklace she'd given to him before he'd left reappeared on her neck silently.

The god of loyalty pursed his lips and grasped the other items in his hand. The clay was pretty much squished by now, so he re-melded it as he turned back towards where Serenity and Aereon was.

He didn't feel much like running.