"Hmm. I think you're out of luck there. Look at us. The Gods love me. It's you they hate." That seemed fairly obvious. Cheon wiped his fingers clean and then turned, heading for the exit. "Have a good night, my prince." Why not be polite?

Before he opened the door, he hesitated for a moment, feeling as if he heard something. But then there was nothing and so he walked out, letting the door fall shut behind himself and leaving Ten to spend another night alone in despair.