Ama shakes her head. "No, if I expected the message to go through, I'd deliver it myself. I doubt she trusts you much more than me."<br/><br/>The two ancient deities had, at the very least, come to an understanding with each other; while neither spoke much, they were pleasant towards one another, and it seems, from what little he's heard, they also seem to have known each other. However, when he arrives to take a look at them, he finds them both sitting at a table, across from one another... and both of them are faded and pale, to the point of literally being transparent, as if they were simply fading away from reality, though neither seems alarmed, or even to be taking notice of it.