Esme: Would you contribute even a little to this meeting?

Everyone turns toward you as you sit there turning for just a second looking as though you’ve been put on the spot. You have no idea what your fellow gods were just discussing.

Stella: As everyone could have guessed you once again have no contributions, you’re such a useless idiot.

Genesis hits you on the head with a book, gently but it’s enough to get the point across.