Fortunately, Zephyr is not unfamiliar with the idea of gods having actual names. His expression clears, and there's a faint smile about this. "Specific gods. Got it. Seems more polite that way."

Sort of. He's just not going to get into it.

"Someone who looked Dreamfolk and turned out not to be?" Zephyr echoes, and his newness to the world means it takes him a minute to think about it and connect some dots. "Oh. One of the kedan? A shapeshifter?" His best guess, anyway. "Why don't we go somewhere no one else will leap to any conclusions before you start in on anything else."

It isn't really a question.