[ With that little detail about the routine, there's a flicker of a knowing smile, but it goes without comment. He correctly guesses just where that comes from, and that does make this an even more meaningful extension of trust, he thinks. One that, naturally, he understands should go without comment. ]

Well, could tell you about my day, but it's boring. All the fun stuff happens at night when I work, yeah?

[ He chuckles as he nods to Silco, then moves on the couch like this is indeed routine. To make sure it's all aligned properly, he shifts to a kneeling straddle over Silco's hips. Maybe it's intentionally provocative, or maybe gods are just like this. Who can say, really. ]

And besides. [ He puts a hand on the side of Silco's face that's steadying, paradoxically firm and gentle all at once. ] Been thinking about our missing goddess anyways, so. Since you've got a talent for befriending 'em, figure you don't want to hear about all that.