[ Color Molly impressed. Rejecting a patron was...well, he can't imagine it was a very good idea, hyperbolically spitting in the face of a deity, but sure. Fjord was still here, that's what mattered. There's a solid pat on the back from him at that. ]

Well, I can't imagine telling a leviathan to kiss your ass would go very well, but it sounds like it went better than expected.

[ Losing all his powers seemed....well it seemed like a drop in the bucket. Though the seaweed egg---he doesn't buy it. Seaweed and eggs are two things that don't go together, he would know, he is partners with a merfolk. ]

Now, you're shitting me.

[ Click. ]

Hey now, that's ah, what's his name, tall, pink and fuzzy. That's his pal though, isn't it?

[ They'd talked. They'd shared a smoke together, talked about death. Things were weird, but a good weird that they mutually agreed on. ]