I did. [ his voice is quiet, though steady; it ends with a soft huff of a laugh. ] If you'd asked me a month or so ago about a death god, I would've surely thought it was a prank or a joke. Seeing's believing; what a different world we live in.

[ there's a gentle wryness to the tone, poking fun at himself, and a worldview that had apparently been rather closed! wow. he's not gonna become religious or anything but also, wow.

there's a moment before he speaks again, looking at his glass. ]

... You don't have to tell me anything, if you don't want to.