Maybe not. [He shrugs easily, since maybe that's true, and it doesn't even matter if the Japan he knows is the same as Yato's because even gods would be limited in what they could do, wouldn't they? Someone could die between making a prayer that was heard and the deity answering. When he looks up again, the grin on his face is honestly amused.] And it doesn't matter - I wouldn't have made any prayer at four. Not to anyone. Not how the world worked, of course, and I didn't want to be a burden to my family.

[Pursing his lips, he shakes his head.]

And any kami were probably busy anyway, around that time. Lots of people needing help.

[Which well, was just all the more reason that he shouldn't have asked anyone for help, or called for his father to stop walking away. He did get help, after all.]