[ he eases back in his chair to sip his own glass, eyes crinkling up a little at the explanation. ]

Thank you. I don't really.. [ he trails off for a moment, fingers drumming against the bowl of the glass. ] I'm human, though. I'm.. Sunny. I kind of think of us as two separate.. beings, even though I know technically we're not. God was kind of a bastard in my opinion, and I don't.. want to be Him. I know that might change one day, because let's face it, God's a lot more important than Sunny Holiday, but..

[ his shoulders lift in a narrow little shrug. ] In the meantime, I keep the lid on the box as well as I can.