Tell me how I'm supposed to keep a rampaging god from doing whatever the hell she wants. You know realistically that I'm only fucking human right? I don't have any fancy powers —

[ But she's starting to actually sound angry, and gods forbid that her and Cassandra should get through any one conversation without going for each other's throats. Andy forces herself to take a deliberate breath and slow down. ]

I'll talk to Danger. Get her take. She's a god-killer. She might have some ideas.