[Oh? There Aru goes saying something interesting again. She hums to herself as she inspects her sword for damage from her training, finger across the blade to check for any nicks, careful so no blood is drawn.]

I suppose we're not if you mean divinity alone, but all sorts of demigods and humans live together in my beautiful garden. Myself included.

A god would have to be a real hermit to avoid them. [She knows, because she is sort of one, and would much rather be with her children or in her boat. That's also information she chooses to withhold. Aru might be young, but it'd do her no good to give the wrong impression in unknown territory.]