"Give yourselves time. It's only been...what, a couple hundred years?" Not long at all, surely? "Maybe one day you'll feel differently."

And they're all gods - so they all have all the time in the world. However long it takes, Zagreus will be there to support his sister. He'll listen when she needs someone to talk to.

"And actually...I think a vacation is a great idea. Just because there's a balance we keep, with echoes...it doesn't mean that you have to spend all your time here."

And with that, Zagreus gestures to the tavern around them - and the mortals, blissfully unaware of the divine existence in their midst. They're doing what mortals do; drinking, eating, having conversation with each other. But even if none of them are currently making any prayers, there's always that potential - that sense that an echo could be born, at any moment.

"You could go to the Feywilds. Only come back to answer the Echoes you need to, and return soon after."