[ Quetzalcoatl watches as Akua takes a drink, mostly curious to see how she likes it. It’s definitely strong, being essentially moonshine, but the smoky, woody taste reminds her of home, personally. So, she’s also pleased to see Akua can at least stomach it! It’s the kind of thing that’s delicious, in her opinion, but, well. Has also caused her some problems in the past. She’s a goddess that likes alcohol, what can she say? ]

Un poquito, sí! Farming is really my little cousin Chicomecoatl's thing, but I at least know a thing or two!

[ She thinks she does, anyways. In truth, she's dogshit at it, but. ]

But it's always good to help farmers. They're some of the most important people in a society, right? No one is happy if their belly isn't full!