"So ya punch him in the freakin' face like that sun-moon! If what my friends and me did says anything, even gods can get their shit rocked."

But her world was basically fucked. Unless she dodged God and worked up her own world somehow or took Him down and did the same thing, it sounded like there wasn't a damn thing left for her if Saeng Seong ever dismissed her.

"But right now, that ain't important, y'know? Let's get you patched up first." He pushed himself to his feet and tread to his basket of balled yarn and half-finished projects. He reached in for a strip of cloth for her to use as a blindfold, but paused and stared down into the contents of the wicker basket.

"Again, Banchou? Man, use the bed or somethin'..." Aw, but he couldn't help it. He scratched the tiny head and made a note to call Yu later to let him know where the kitten was now.

But he crossed back to the couch and folded the cloth. "Here, lemme tie this on, give the eyes a break for a bit."