Ah, well, all out of patience and self-control when it comes to them, me. [ A gestures to himself. ] Seeing enough people die trapped in a cursed town and watchin' them come back has made me a bit less polite. Even if these gods are a bit more forthcoming than the bastard I had to contend with before.

[ Of course, Mathias may not even have been controlled by a god for all he knows. He apparently wasn't worth keeping around long. Not that he could blame a god if that was true. Hell, he does even think he was worth the trouble.

John sighs and places the cigarette back in his mouth as he listens. It might not seem that he is, but oh, he is. His eyes wander back to the strange bus as he takes in the account. ]

Death implies all that matter and energy goes somewhere. No ghosts means somethin' is eatin' souls, and well, I doubt mine is going to taste bloody good. Sacrifice might be a bit obvious -- so what would they be sacrifcin' for if Odin isn't apart of it?