"I. Am on. Vacation," the deity hissed. Their follower was taken aback... but not as much as they should've been. "Did I not say that I was not to be disturbed? Big letters in the sky, you'd sure think I was being serious!"
A cough. "Yes, well... we eventually took them as a sign to follow you. Into the sky, that is."
"How could you ever... wait, what do you mean eventually?"
"Since that decree, we have recorded... one hundred thirty solar cycles and six years."
A look of dawning horror takes over the deity's not-a-face. "I forgot about time dilation again, didn't I...."
