[ …and then, there she is!! Or, well, not quite. There's the cue she's about to show up. If nothing else? He looks visibly impressed by the effort, hands clasping in front of him in genuine awe once she does make her appearance.

Damn.

If only his Arts could be half as dramatic. Then maybe, whenever he saw fit to introduce himself as Iberia's #1 Hottie, he could make it at least twice as bad as it already is. A wind blowing where it shouldn't be, tousling his longer strands of hair? Flecks of water and rays of sunlight highlighting key features that need to be brought to attention? He will mind the sparkling very much, because, hello? He'd like to sparkle too.

But she finishes with flair—and his dreams are neither here nor there…. A round of applause, first things first. If more gods and goddesses were like her and Yato based on what he does know of her so far… maybe he wouldn't mind them as much as he does! ]

Pfff—hahah! Now that's how you make an impression! I should be taking notes from you on introductions. [ A tilt of his head followed by a bow. ] Pleased to meet you formally, Miss Ereshkigal. For a Goddess of Death, you're certainly lively.