[And so Mildmay crawls out of his room, looking a little wary-- which isn't exactly news, but it's presumably worth stating. He sits on the sofa rather carefully, holding Jashuki out before him to rest his hands on.]

[As an Awesome Icebreaker, he says:] The gods're both. Depends who you follow. Some you can't really pray to, some you can, you know. [Shrug.]

And it sounds like you got the makings of an alright story. What's her name?