Descent
was Alastor's unsure response, shrinking in further at Sean's unimpressed glare.
Harry frowned at them, yelling louder, “Moogle!”
“I mean, all gods have myths, right?” Alastor added, almost sheepishly.
“Moogle!”
“I just told you she's a new goddess,” Sean reminded him, one of his foot tapping up and down agitatedly, “Of course she has no myth –”
“MOO–!”
“For fuck's sake Harrison, could you please just SHUT THE FUCK UP?! It's not like you could actually type her name on the internet and find something, let alone someone to get you Intel!”