[Finding out the friendship formula right from the get-go, how dare--

Dara pauses before letting out an amused sigh, and her smile turns somewhat normal. The tail ceases its encirclement, dully thumping against the ground as the god crosses two sets of arms.]

Maybe this is a lesson to learn. You shouldn't offer anything freely to spirits and monsters since responding can bring calamity.

[WHY is supernatural etiquette lacking so much across worlds?]