"I wondered why I could only faintly feel him. With as old as I am I should know to look up." Beyond the god's actual height, of course. "Well-met Khonshu." Bryn respectfully dipped her head with a smile, when she felt him more fully.
Her eyebrows shot up at that revelation, not that she had doubted Steven was excited, she would be in his place it the things were Norse. "Is he? Oh, that makes me happy. But I get where I was causing a problem. I guess I'm trained by this place to not assume because someone looks similar that they are any relation to one another. I mean, even you and Steven, you share the same body, but you look different." She had seen the change right in front of her and it was still a little surprising. "But yes, you should go to New Orleans before the door closes at least, because if you have not tried them beignets they are to die for. Enough so that they might tempt Steven."