'Oh, I got friends, Ama. I got friends all over; but you wouldn't know about any of that since you just stay cloistered up in your heavenly fields.' Yeah, he picked up on the insinuation floating beneath what she actually said. He wasn't stupid, after all, as much as he liked to present himself that way in front of Amaterasu. The less she knew of his actual smarts, the better he liked it. I didn't know you had (Greek) friends, indeed! Why he'd ever thought to give Kusanagi to her...he must've been drunk or something at the time.
He was just about inundate her with some witty retort, some scathing remark that would hurt worse than salt water in an open wound--and get another drink--when Uzume's scream stopped everyone short. Before he could even turn around, he had two bottles sprouting from his hands. Then one as drunk, naked Helios snatched away the bottle of Jaeger and slammed at least two full shots' worth before thrusting the bottle back at him like a wave crashing up on shore, and then leaping into the water after Uzume.
Well, at least he didn't have to worry about getting his clothes wet.
And his thunder was sort of stolen by this stunt (it was Uzume, it had to be a stunt, she held her liquor better than anyone but him). That didn't mean he wasn't going to get in on the fun anyway. He set down the bottles, after a healthy swig from the rapidly dwindling Jaegermeister, and with a sniff, sauntered over to where Amaterasu was watching Helios and Uzume struggle in the sea. 'Seems like a right mess down there.'
Amaterasu. At the edge. Bent over and staring at splashing and spluttering gods. In a rare gesture of filial affection, Susa patted his sister on the back. Then the pat become a shove.