She sighed and thought back to hours of diplomatic dithering and bluffing with different ambassadors from space. "Cautiously and politely. We need to keep them from realizing the last few Terran successes were flukes as we make treaties." She and Medusa handled those, because no one could leave Brand alone with them and Medusa had finally returned from Hala. "Some gods were from the intergalactic horizons, who claimed godhood in for their inflated egos, or to soften the shock to primitive Terran minds," she agreed but held hand up. "But some are indeed gods, like Ares and his uncle, my divine lord Poseidon."