Martha
Unlike most Gods who would drift into the doorway of the great hall, Hokmah's divided self merely followed the wooden makings of the hall, and sprouted himself from the ground up within it. This supposedly familiar area to the fresh god had caught his eye, and while his main self would continue on to the lower branches to enact his realm. Perhaps he may even spare a glance to other such gods in this area? He was are that he could not be alone. Several similar sensations akin to himself could be found elswhere on Gaia, though they simply are not around where he could properly gaze at them at the moment.

Maybe waiting would bore fruit to it? The Green God of one eye smiled as he willed himself to one of the chairs, placing himself on it as his one limb turns into a long branch where a golden eye would perch itself at the top. Before letting his own body rest as if he had become part of the chair he sat on.
Richard
***Crunch... Nom... Nom... Nom..***

Chewing on a gifted apple from the Garden of Gaia, Puffsie arrived at a hall? Maybe? Whatever this place was, it looked pretty in their opinion. A clean wooden design was a theme in the world tree as anyone would think I guess, still appreciation was something Puffsie did not lack in giving, gawking slightly at the surrounding carvings and perfect symmetry. 

Attention was shifted to a chair, in it, sat a deity, the crunching sounds of an apple slowed then stopped. 

"Hiya deityy" Echo'd through the hall next as Puffsie moved closer towards the taken seat, apple held between two sleeved hands, as the cloud they laid on stopped before the one eye'd God. *So coollll*, an expression of interest merged with tiredness appeared. 

"Super pretty place rightt?..Im Puffsie by the wayy.." Attempting to make another friend, Puffsie introduces themselves first.
Martha
The previously raised arm now lowered itself to gaze its glowing open eye at the floating cloud God. Unblinking, before it returned into itself. The arm/hand now returning to a simple branch coming from the shoulder of the resting God, who now peeked his one eye open to smile at the newcomer.

"Puffsie. A very.. Fluffy, name befitting your demeanor." He commented as he strained his back to sit straighter. He'd like to be polite to the first God he'd meet after all. "I am Hokma. Do not mind the eyes." He nodded to his branchy arm, as well as blinking his one only eye, as if there was a joke there somewhere.

"And yes, quite pretty." He commented as he gazed around. "I may be biased due to my nature favoring the wooden nature of Gaia, but it truly is befitting what one would call a Hall for our kind."
Richard
Puffsie watched as the God before them retracted their weirdly cool arm to a more simple state. Next, shifting their posture to a more polite one, slightly confused Puffsie tilted their head.

"Relax sillyy we're all family here no need to be so politee.." Responding with their usual tired tone, the light nature of this God was something pleasantly seen by Puffsie.

"Reallyy? Thank youu.." Suddenly surprised by the compliment, Puffsie looked into the deities eye and lightly smiled, displaying their appreciation for their unnecessary gesture of kindness. 

"Hokma is a great namee... I think the eyes are super duper coolll..", Puffsie spoke their mind freely attempting to make Hokma more comfortable in their presence, a warm feeling of friendship once again filled Puffsie's heart as they split the apple they held in half and gifting it to Hokma.

"Heree... The apples here are super gooddd.." Reaching forward and holding the apple out to the God before them, a mirror like apple reflected the light of the room, releasing a scent of sweet and sour which filled the hall. Red as rubies, sweet like cherries.