He looks curious. He grabs it and looks through. “This is… quite detailed. You did this yourself? Here, why don’t you look a little closer to your surroundings,” he says, and when you do, you see strange oddities everywhere. A purple leaf, 3 eyed bird, and grass flowing in the wind, even though there is none.
“Deity? No. I am… I believe the correct parallel would be… like the stormfather. Or cultivation. I am a spren ascended to a shard.”