"He sees over the land with a glance, like my parrots, and over the sea with sharp sight, like my albatrosses.

He knows where my brother, the King of the Rain, has gone.

For me, who am the least among all the gods, I sit here on my perch and blink like a crow.

I do not know these things.

They are too high and too deep for me." Tu-Kila-Kila did not like the turn the conversation was taking.