So you are in no better position than the rest of us.

[He's working hard to keep his voice deadpan, because there is quite the mix of emotions there. Resentment at the lack of a good answer to his question; sympathy, perhaps; relief? But he's starkly aware, again, that he is talking to a child, who probably hasn't even thought about most of this before.]

What was it like... to be given godhood, only to realize it did not exactly do what it said on the tin?