[Meja's own smile is genuine, as she mulls that over. Some things remain constant between worlds, it seems.]

It comes with being an immortal, I'm certain. The gods are the same way, to some extent. Always squabbling with each other over the tiniest of things, because of something that happened hundreds of years ago. It's always tiresome to deal with, even if those grudges... can be useful, at times.

[She only has the one grudge, and she thinks she's allowed to have it. Considering that it's against the "god" who killed her entire family.]

At any rate, I should stop taking up your time.