【生肉搬运】Shrike伯劳鸟 第一章 原文(29)

With an exhausted sigh, George turned back to the stag’s body. “What does it matter?”
“Well,” said the other god, moving to stand beside George, “usually, people have names for things they deem important.”
“We’re not strictly people, though, are we?”
“Fair point.” A silence passed between them, filled only by the howling wind. “You gave me a hell of a fight tonight. Been a while since I’ve met a god that could keep up with me.”
“Let me take a wild guess,” George said wryly. “God of war, then?”

“The one and only.”
“What were you doing, throwing your lot in with this army?”
The war god shrugged. “Immortality gets boring after a while, you know? Had to find entertainment where I could. Didn’t expect you to take center stage, though.” George heard, more than saw, the god’s smile as he added, “Not that I’m complaining.”
“Well, find some other way to pass your time. There won’t be any encores from me,” George said. “I’m going back to sleep.”
“Sleep?” The war god whirled on him, brows drawn in confusion. “Why would you waste your time on that?”