Yes, another creature befriended. Her eyes light up, she shifts to watch it crawl up her arm and settle down with the air of something that has found a perfectly safe place to rest. Her delight is only slightly dimmed by the serious conversation.

"You're not the first person to say it. All I can say is that my world is ruled by people who don't have the same interests as you or as mortals might. There as many gods as people on this train, probably more, and they all have different aspects, different desires in their worship and different people who worship them. When I say I'm a minor goddess, I mean more in the hierarchy. You have to do something important or impressive or know the right people to become someone important to the mortals who worship you. Not just the one who brings flowers into bloom. That's everyday. I'm gone from home, yet it will still continue. My mother will still continue it."