The glazed eyes of the lonely god snapped into focus, drawn away from the timeline he was watching. As gentle as the trickster had become, there was ferocity amid the confusion in his stare, determined to protect the Tree. Who was this impossible visitor? The box looked Midgardian, but no human could be standing here without his extended protection.
"This has not always been my purpose, no," he answered. "Who are you and how did you get here?"
He did not move yet, but he could if it were necessary. So long as his cape remained connected.
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