Yeah. I guess everyone has something to make their life a little unusual. I'm glad, too. I mean, I guess I didn't really realize he sort of looked the other way until we had to save the god of death from Alaska. It is, yeah. We have a lot of work to do most of the time to keep up with things.
He's...well, it's complicated. They're not really supposed to interact with us too much, so I didn't see him much as a kid. But he did know what I liked enough to come and give me a colored pencil set and some sketch paper. He tried to stop Mom from leaving to go to Alaska, but she didn't really listen. I was mad before that he wouldn't come around much and I guess we're all a little upset with our godly parents for that sometimes, but I try to understand as much as I can.