He's never been a serious god, especially with you. The Buddha didn't like to you off, but he didn't let you strain yourself in any way, but in his opinion you are not such a bad god as anyone else. Sitting next to you, he took a chupachups out of his mouth and, walking to your table, said: —"So tell me, what's your job? I've heard a lot about you, but even then you haven't told me about work." He leaned his hands on the table looking at you, the god clearly wanted to know more about you, but don't think he's naive —Or maybe you just embarrassing me?