[Murphy picks up the hammer and twirls it in his hand like Doc would. Odd nostalgia, that. Still not great range but he could nail someone in the head pretty well.]

Oh you're definitely not a god of war. I would hate to see what being a god of war would do to your psyche, Jesus fucking Christ. [He shakes his head. Nope. Bad for Than.] But you are a god of death. Like the shitty crying by a bedside deaths not the bleeding out swearing curses to your killer deaths. You're there to make it a little easier on the person in the bed. I say 'a' god of death because we have more than one running around. Or floating around if you take a notion. [He gestures at Thanatos's feet.] Which you can do.

Look, it's not all bad. You still have your little pet thing. You were able to float. You had a lot of people that constantly went out of their way to say you were good and they publicly love the fuck out of you but you don't believe them.

Which, by the way, stop that. [He outright scolds him.] I got a whole lotta words I could spend on that topic but you're only about thirty percent you right now. And we really need a god.