[That admission makes Xingchen frown. Why would a god need to do that for himself? All the same, he nods.]
I'm sure you can. I've probably made a mess of things.
[Just like how he's surely made a mess of his clothes. He hasn't had the proper time to wash these robes, despite them being ruined anyway, and can't see just how much blood has stained the right side.]
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I'm sure you can. I've probably made a mess of things.
[Just like how he's surely made a mess of his clothes. He hasn't had the proper time to wash these robes, despite them being ruined anyway, and can't see just how much blood has stained the right side.]
Do I look frightening?