Nahida wasn't quite sure what it meant to worship a god. She'd learned of different ways of worship long ago but she still wasn't sure what was right. Every archon had their own form of worship and she didn't want to have to copy anyone...

Was she supposed to take your word as truth and follow your commands absolute...? No, that couldn't be it, Morax had already been doing that for centuries... Maybe she could hold banquets and celebrations in your honor..? but Barbatos had already taken that spot...

It was hard to figure out just where she was supposed to fit in as one of the archons. She wasn't strong enough to fight, tall enough to stand by your side, threatening enough to punish blasphemers...

Nahida thought it was hopeless...

So when you invited her to your place she knew she had to ask you. No one would know better than the god she was trying to worship.

Admittedly she was rather anxious to be in your presence in such a serious manner. It was significantly more intimidating than she imagined. She finally understands why Hat Guy never wanted to go...

"Good morning, your grace." Her small voice rings clear through the room as she waves up at you from the foot of your throne. It took an embarrassing amount of effort to keep her voice steady.