"Well that was easy. Don't fuck it up, will you? And don't break my mirror." He grunted, not bothering to offer any words of advice or next steps. Then, with an uncharacteristic grin, he leaned in just a bit closer to Wessex. "Mutants might not like looking at their reflections, but pretty girls often do. And the cave is decently private." Winking, the God cawed a laugh before stepping back to let the plethora of party-goers offer the former-corporal congratulations.
"You needn't call me that." The God barked sourly towards Tiamat, although his features were still soft and he didn't look nearly as put-off as his voice would suggest. "Right, well." Spark mumbled, clearing his voice and looking around uncomfortably. "A+ party.'
And with a flash, he was gone.
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