<em>Dear, I am the Goddess of Information. You don't need to direct me to fish for tidbits. I do it as naturally as you attract women,</em>she teases.<br/><br/>The days pass slowly, as they cross the open plains, following a well-worn road between the two cities, stopping by occasional abandoned villages. Despite her efforts, Ama doesn't pick up more than they already know about the other god, aside from the personality traits they've already observed; none of the angels have met him, directly.