It's not really a matter of you giving me anything. It's their time to go, so I'm going to be there if it's you or a falling rock causes it. I'm sort of... everywhere. All seven continents on this planet, and on all the other ones with life- everywhere something's dying. This is just the aspect of me Gigi wanted in her sandbox. I enjoy it. My brother, in this case, was Destiny. There's seven of us. Destiny, Destruction, Death, Dream, Desire, Despair, and Delirium. Delirium and I are the only ones with faces, here, but the others are lurking in the background. Telling people is kind of a mixed bag. Most people are surprisingly okay with it, once they get over the shock. It's a release, just like anything else.
Of course she's not going to be mad. I've seen her love a lot worse, like I said. And if she didn't want you here, you wouldn't be here. This is her playground.