[Koby presses his lips together in thought, glancing back and forth -- much more seriously and concerned than Sidus seems to be. His little starlight-formed fish swim around midair, a few trailing over to the other god and curiously poking at his shoulders, his arms.]
The right, I think. We might need to wait until we hear it again, though. [A pause, then, pointedly:] Which means you might need to postpone your plans.
a. mortal rescue
The right, I think. We might need to wait until we hear it again, though. [A pause, then, pointedly:] Which means you might need to postpone your plans.