It may be relatively quite for a modern human who is accustomed to a lifetime of such sounds — such a person will have little trouble acclimating to the assault on the senses. If one grew up with this noise, they would hardly register it. In the same way as one who has only lived in green pastures doesn't notice the lush greenery that shocks the one who spent their entire life in the desert.
Atreyun will adapt. All gods must if they hope to remain relevant. It may take time — and assistance from his one believer — but he will adapt to this strange, modern world. He must.
"Put your arm behind my neck." That and a handful of seconds are all Akihito's given to comply. After that handful of seconds, Atreyun's arm loops around Akihito, beneath his arms, behind the shoulders. There's one additional beat in which he stoops to slip the other arm behind the young man's knees to sweep him off the ground bridal style.
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Atreyun will adapt. All gods must if they hope to remain relevant. It may take time — and assistance from his one believer — but he will adapt to this strange, modern world. He must.
"Put your arm behind my neck." That and a handful of seconds are all Akihito's given to comply. After that handful of seconds, Atreyun's arm loops around Akihito, beneath his arms, behind the shoulders. There's one additional beat in which he stoops to slip the other arm behind the young man's knees to sweep him off the ground bridal style.
"Guide me."