That's the problem with gods. Live too long. Start to collect shadows, until shadows are all they have, sharp, pointy, brittle.
If you think you're going to have an excuse to get your eyes back, you're wrong.
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Look! Here is my tiny useless human. It cannot do anything. It relies on me for everything. All it does is sleep, poop, and cry, but it's MY LITTLE HUMAN.