{If Lydia had paid any attention to him at all growing up she'd remember the way he was in and out of school with his dying mother, so it stings a bit that she doesn't remember even that much about him, or that his dad was literally the sheriff of their town and not a god. He sets it aside, though, well used to being forgotten by Lydia Martin, literal daughter of love.}
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Yeah, I'm sure. Neither of my parents is a god.