[Marco stares at the warmth with deep, genuine awe. It's Him. He's here, right beside him, right here.
He reaches out, but he wouldn't dare touch the shape. The knowledge that the Fourth God is his friend may be deep-seated, but so is his reverence - if not even fear - of the divine.]
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He reaches out, but he wouldn't dare touch the shape. The knowledge that the Fourth God is his friend may be deep-seated, but so is his reverence - if not even fear - of the divine.]
O... Of course! Of course I trust you!