Two years feels incredibly short, even now with the chance to look back. He appreciates those experiences, but there was so much that couldn't be fit into a classroom. Half of learning is doing. Right?

"Sounds like you're speaking from experience?" Not even a demigod is immune to being a greenhorn, huh?" It makes sense in an odd sort of way. The first thing that springs to mind about any sort of god or goddess is some supreme all-knowing being. Everyone has to start somewhere.

"Well, I'd like to think if people had the means they could, but I won the lotto on these abilities, I guess." Lucas tries to temper that praise a little out of sheer habit, a reflex born out of the need to fit in. "Might as well do something useful with them. But, I guess we're kind of in the same business sometimes, so if you ever need a helping hand...?"

Count Lucas in.