"Umm..." Now Vanyel is blushing and trying not to squirm. "I guess?" 

"Your world was incredibly lucky. Vanyel is, in addition to his remarkable power and talent, one of the most carefully ethical people I have ever met." 

That does not help. 

"And he knew Leareth and was informed enough to summon him over under conditions that worked out and would also have worked out had Leareth, instead, been a terrible person to unleash on our world."

"That's suspiciously good luck, honestly, did someone do it on purpose?"

"Not that we know of! Abadar did arrange for him to meet Fazil and Mahdi and Hagan once he arrived."

“Normally I would blame the gods of our world for suspiciously convenient coincidences, but - it does not seem to benefit most of them. And I would expect Abadar to have noticed if one of them had nudged it.” He smiles slightly. “Also, Their coincidences rarely benefit me personally.”

"I had a lot of complaints about our gods before I found out about Velgarth. Now I appreciate them a lot more. Well. Most of them."

“It - really says something, that Asmodeus is more possible to negotiate with than any of ours. Though He is of course worse along other dimensions, and I hope I need never interact with Chaotic Evil gods.”

"Our god situation is gnarly along different axes than yours." 

"Asmodeus is awful but if someday we find a universe that lets us present him with overwhelming force he'll say 'fine, what do I need to agree to' and do that. You can't get there with the Star-Eyed. I'm not sure she'd even understand why you'd aspire to."

"I want to suggest a different topic of conversation but all I know about any of these people is the details of the fights with gods they've gotten into."

Awkward glance at Leareth. "We should really find a better topic, though. I, um, what sorts of things are you interested in..." 

"We could talk about magic. Or economics. Or Vanyel could recount his myriad adventures here that were not fighting gods. I assume you heard about the dragon, but did he tell you of the water elemental that he personally returned home even though it was trying to kill him?" 

"I'm curious what stood out most about Golarion when you got here."

Oh that's much less embarrassing than being put on the spot to tell stories. "Probably the magic? Everyone thought I was ridiculously powerful in some ways, but also people here could turn into frogs - and back again - which is utterly absurdly impossible in our world's magic. And your divine healing is far better than our Healing-Gift for injuries but makes it much harder to understand diseases - I guess I didn't learn much about that until later..." 

"Oh, I talked to some of your Healers about that! I was wondering if we could get Remove Disease cheaper if we knew what we were doing - we funded some research into medicine a couple of years ago but all we found was that nothing actually worked."

And the topic of conversation can avoid being the Star-Eyed or Vanyel's exploits for the rest of dinner.

"Vanyel," Khemet says at the end of it, "I think it's better if the Star-Eyed doesn't know about our plan to fix the Pelagirs until it's ready to go."

"...I agree." He tenses a little. "I'm concerned that we maybe shouldn't tell my aunt, in that case. I - don't think she would tell Starwind and Moondance, but - well, if there isn't an obvious reason she needs to know, I think it's just safer." 

Aroden is nodding approvingly. 

Nod. "Thank you."

This is only going to make it more awkward to go back to the demiplane; maybe he'll just say something about Leareth's emotional state and that it's private, if she asks at all, which she might be too distracted to. He should probably get back though. 

"Hug?" he says to Leareth. 

Leareth is unsure if this is just going to be all the time now, but yes, he would like a hug.