Cale is pretty shameless.
If he was told by the GoD that he could get 1 billion gallons if he kissed one of his companions, he wouldn’t blush. No. He would start bartering.
“Only a billion gallons? The Crown Prince has offered me more for less. You’re a god, live up to the name. 30 billion for a kiss on the cheek. I’ll even do a knuckle kiss for 20 billion if you feel cheap.”
The Sun God pitches in. “50 billion gallons for a kiss on the lips.”
Cale turns it down immediately. “You think my first kiss is only worth 50 billion gallons? You must think you’re funny. You couldn’t afford my first kiss with your whole religion.”
The GoD interrupts. “85 billion gallons and a heavenly item.”
He clicks his tongue, do they think he’s stupid? “A heavenly item would only draw more attention to me. I want to be a slacker. Use your head.”
Both gods curse. They can’t let him become a slacker, it would ruin everything.
After a minute of thinking, the GoD and the Sun God come to a conclusion. They’re going to cut their losses and take what they can get. “Okay, we’ll buy a kiss on the cheek for 30 billion gallons.”
Cale makes eye contact with them. “50 billion.”
The gods cry out in indignation, but Cale refuses to budge on this.
With a look of defeat, they split the cost and tell him to pick someone to kiss on the cheek.
He chooses Raon. The dragon is very happy with the sudden display of affection, and the gods curse the name Cale Henituse.
