"I'm still not exactly sure what you get a god to say thanks, but yeah, I've got an idea." Face still absolutely pressed to the window, it's so worth having eyes for this.

In a much softer voice: "Sleeping off the stress of finding you in trouble has introduced the new and exciting existential stress of realizing you weren't like...exaggerating. If the gods of my world exist and do things they're all big fans of plausible deniability. Feels like I'm taking an exam now."