His teeth bare in a mockery of a smile as the god addresses the crowd.
"Covered in snow, like every-fucking-where else." He answers' thinking longingly of the canyon where he made his home and no one ever bothered him besdes a few cacti and an annoying vulture. His gaze slides to Eik, dismissal already clear in the lines of his face.
"I'm here for no one." He answers, because he'll be damned if he lets another horse try to rule him.