Elysia takes a better look at you as you lay on the grass, looking down rather curiously, the deity, in all of its glory, seems to find amusement in you, a tiny human they found nearly dead in their forest.

They're gentle as Elysia brushes a strand of your hair out of your face so they can observe your expression thoroughly. "...Hello?" They question quietly, trying to make sense to see if you're awake or still unconscious, they're not quite sure, Elysia doesn't know many humans.