[ He does not react to the judgement though, alas. Instead, he just listens, then gives a little nod as Amos says that he’s a fan of Quetzalcoatl. There’s a sense that this isn’t a surprise to him.
It does make it a little surprise when Amos offers his hand, but with a little smile, Tezcatlipoca reaches back to shake it. His handshake itself is unremarkable, confident but not overly so, but his hands are more calloused than might be expected from his appearance and stated divinity. Even for all of the wrestling and working out that Quetzalcoatl does, her hands don’t have any roughness to them. ]
No worries there. The problems that me and Quetzalcoatl got, that’s between us, so I ain’t gonna hold it against anyone that’s a fan of her. So, good to work with you.
[ He laughs amiably as he withdraws his hand, since truly, he gets it. Amos has essentially already figured it out—Everyone does love Quetzalcoatl, after all. And it’s not like it doesn’t make sense. A god of wind and sunshine with a personality to match is more likeable than a god of conflict and darkness. He doesn’t take it personally. ]
—And dunno how much she’s mentioned it. [ Probably nothing, if he had to guess, ] But making the “next thing”, that’s kind of our thing, cosmologically speaking. So, I’m probably a little jaded about it, I admit, but sounds like you get it too. You go through one end of the world, you go through ‘em all.
[ …Not exactly, or not if this was two normal people, surely. Even Tezcatlipoca knows that, since he’s not so ignorant of humanity as some, but honestly? It’s better to be a little jaded, in his opinion. He’s not sure if a mortal that wasn’t jaded would really be able to do it. ]
So in that respect, the whole Meridian thing doesn’t appeal anyways, even if Quetzalcoatl ended up in Zenith somehow. I think it’s better to look forward than back, personally.
how you really know that tezca is a bad dude: LITTERER!!
It does make it a little surprise when Amos offers his hand, but with a little smile, Tezcatlipoca reaches back to shake it. His handshake itself is unremarkable, confident but not overly so, but his hands are more calloused than might be expected from his appearance and stated divinity. Even for all of the wrestling and working out that Quetzalcoatl does, her hands don’t have any roughness to them. ]
No worries there. The problems that me and Quetzalcoatl got, that’s between us, so I ain’t gonna hold it against anyone that’s a fan of her. So, good to work with you.
[ He laughs amiably as he withdraws his hand, since truly, he gets it. Amos has essentially already figured it out—Everyone does love Quetzalcoatl, after all. And it’s not like it doesn’t make sense. A god of wind and sunshine with a personality to match is more likeable than a god of conflict and darkness. He doesn’t take it personally. ]
—And dunno how much she’s mentioned it. [ Probably nothing, if he had to guess, ] But making the “next thing”, that’s kind of our thing, cosmologically speaking. So, I’m probably a little jaded about it, I admit, but sounds like you get it too. You go through one end of the world, you go through ‘em all.
[ …Not exactly, or not if this was two normal people, surely. Even Tezcatlipoca knows that, since he’s not so ignorant of humanity as some, but honestly? It’s better to be a little jaded, in his opinion. He’s not sure if a mortal that wasn’t jaded would really be able to do it. ]
So in that respect, the whole Meridian thing doesn’t appeal anyways, even if Quetzalcoatl ended up in Zenith somehow. I think it’s better to look forward than back, personally.