[well, thirteenth, but she can save her latest bit of revelation about mother mercy for a time when everything else is slightly less revelatory. so this is another god, then. it fits with everything that anna's done so far here. she just doubted she'd ever find communing with one so... normal. until she's sitting here, letting a god buy her drinks and talk about the world he's left behind.]

I've got enough lightning for the both of us. Turns out telling the Moss King that he can suck your dick is enough to get that extra-large lightning bolt you need to get back to shore.

[this does change things. it shouldn't, really, since he's always been the one with the power and the only difference is that she knows about it now. but it does. now she can approach these conversations with that knowledge, and with intent. and as she thinks back to the last conversation they had in person, she tries to break some of the ice forming between them. it's hard to tell if it will actually work.]

You just stood there and let me say all that stuff about the gods watching me put on a show. You son of a bitch. [she smiles, hoping that it's enough to cut the tension without hitting any hanging swords.] So did you already know that we'd make it out okay, or does it not work like that?