( Even for a sober affair with an important purpose, isn't it nice to know that humans find the joy in everything? No matter the circumstances at hand. She's always enjoyed that about people, no matter where they came from or how they were raised, what composed them organically— because yes, she may not know of anyone half-horse back where she's come from, but she knew sentient, genetically-modified animals. She knew of robots with an artificial intelligence that has rivaled humanity in their extent of learning and empathy. She's far more accepting of the unknown for all these reasons and more.

The thought of the parade has her laughing into her hand, because really, didn't that sound perfectly charming? Such humble and patient gods that weren't as omniscient as others thought, enjoying a tour. )

Hmm, as much as you say otherwise, it sounds like quite a bit of fun. I should hope I get the chance to see it, some time. I'm sure you'd like to share your hotpot with others, however, so I should let you go. But it was lovely speaking with you, and I'm glad we've met. Thank you very much for the welcome, and the meal. Where shall I take this to wash...?