Asmodia freezes up, eyes big and mouth compressed into a wide, thin line. He just reached right through her, like she wasn't solid at all -- or like he wasn't.

"So was Cayden Cailean, until he wasn't," she blurts, because correcting a deity on the subject of what he is sounds like such a good idea right now. She immediately repents of her sin and flaps a hand in return. "Sorry -- sorry. Not a god, got it. Just a -- ascended human."

She's not clear on the difference, here, but hey, if he insists.