"Well...she's nice. 'N Dad's kind of a wimp so he wouldn't get involved with really dangerous stuff."

Chip plucks at a weed they've pulled out, very deliberately avoiding Tim's eyes. It does hurt, a little bit, to talk about Grant even in a distant way like this, but...they'll get back to him. The Storyteller promised, and They're a god. If Chip can believe anything, it's that. "Plus...I mean, I'm. I don't think I have room to judge anyone that used to be human."