[Gods playing at being gods wouldn't be unusual, that's for damn sure. Throughout his time in Songrein along with being back home on Earth, one thing Yato has learned well is that his kind never cease to flaunt their divinity at every turn. "Whatever a god does is right." He said that once, twice, three times, believing it all the while. Yet these days he doesn't follow that creed anymore.

Gods may not be human, but they are still based on them and are thus fallible. They make mistakes, they can be cruel and unforgiving. Something he doesn't want to be, especially when faced with someone like this poor wolf who seems so lost and alone. Eyes softening, he hops somewhat ungracefully down to be on the same level as his fellow animal. He doesn't dare to touch him yet, even though something in him wants to. He wants to reassure the younger-sounding canine, somehow. That's likely why he drops the 'holier than thou' act in favor of just talking normally.]

...you're alive. That's what matters most. You can be a mortal or a god or something in between, just so long as you're here.