[As he listens to Cy talk, he's aware of the warmth of the man's body against his side—where even this mild gesture of companionship is so new as to feel unreal. It's almost unbelievable to have reached this point with someone so quickly. Then he hears Cy describe the dirt, and divinity, and it makes sense; there is something ancient in Cy, something far beyond words or comprehension, and yet he still makes such an effort to connect. To be present.

Sasuke has not found many people like this, if at all, if anything but the soul-to-soul connection he shares with Naruto. His interactions with others feel too often difficult and unyielding, that stop and start of mistake after mistake. So he doesn't know the proper way to do this—connecting. All he knows is that, with Cy, it feels possible. Almost frighteningly easy.]

Do you have followers, as the god of war? Or as what stands as that god even if the ascension itself was not successful. [It doesn't feel like something Cy would want, or even accept, but now he's curious about this question of divinity.] People who worship the concept of you.