"Gods," Prometheus says quietly, "At least have a connection to uphold with the humans who worship them. Nature spirits are not bound in this way. I would prepare yourself for the winter as best you can. That's all we can do, unless Reynard is given a good reason to not repeat his actions."

At his full size, Prometheus can be quite intimidating. It takes a lot to make him truly angry, but he is a Titan. That sort of thing is in their blood.

Prometheus steps onto the boat, then offers Kinner a hand with the cooler so that he can board more easily. "Eh, not so much hidden as too small to be worth noting." He turns to start the boats engines and prepare it for leaving shore. "There's no Atlantis out there, in case you're wondering. Plato made that up for one of his essays."