Goldy is too far away to help avert disaster this time. She watches as the god manages to catch the girl and rein her in. And she's about to congratulate him on a fine save when something about his warning strikes a chord with her.

"Sunshine, huh?" she queries, sounding a bit sulky. "So much for thinking that your nickname for me was special and personal."

She looks at the child, taking in the golden shade of her curls and those vibrant blue eyes.

"I suppose she and I do have some features in common though," she concedes.