Asrian walks past, humming to himself and smiling absentmindedly. He has a warm, glowing golden aura around him.
(Yes, he is male presenting, despite none of the gods having assigned genders)
Asrian looks up and tilts his head at Esme, confused
Asrian: U-um...thank you...?
Asrian: Um...can I ask you a question...?
Asrian: Why is your head a swarm of butterflies...? I-it's really pretty...I've just never seen anyone like you before..."
