"The blink of an eye." The words were said easily, but he watched Hajime for his reaction to them. Jacob continued to advance, his steps slow and easy. "A young realm for a young God, then. The little poppet has strange taste in worshipers. I dare say things may not remain quiet for long."

Jacob stopped, then, planting his walking stick into the snow, fingers drumming along the head. "Forgive me. I haven't even introduced myself. I'm Jacob Waters." He did not extend his hand. "You would be?"