[Though Liem recalls how Quetzalcoatl had spoken of the invasion of her home, he doesn’t remember her mentioning these priests. It hadn’t occurred to him that the colonization of her land might have been religiously influenced, and for a moment he seems surprised. But it’s hardly out of character for the followers of one god or pantheon to make war on those of another, so the feeling is fleeting.

And in any case, Tezcatlipoca is quick enough to poke at him again, which distracts Liem immediately and effectively—even if, for the sake of his sanity, he chooses to ignore the first thing the god says in favour of the second.]

Resident good god? [He masks his flustered irritation with a questioning raise of one eyebrow.] Didn’t you say you and Quetzalcoatl were contrasting deities? From your own descriptions, and truthfully hers as well, I thought you must be Good’s enemy.