Homesickness.
"Goddess Dr'ul!" A young woman exclaimed excitedly pointing and lowering her head when Dr'ul descended and stood staring upward after regarding her with a smile, it was rare for Dr'ul to show herself, over the five years since the Arkadian Apocalypse she had only revealed herself once in the aftermath, but they all remembered her; golden armour and hair that burned like fire.
"Who is that with her?"
"Other gods came as well, is something happening?" A former soldier of the demon subjugation army asked, slowly approaching, but the closer he drew the faster he began moving until he had broken into a full sprint halting epically and falling at Sol's feet.
For the sake of not drawing too much attention, Sol had worn casual clothes, but this man seeing a ghost had recognised him as easily as a n imprinted child would their parent.