Don't monitor other people's thoughts, Bakami! You're a fucking pervert already! [Wow, rude! And hypocritical to book. He knows Yato's not conning people out of money or stealing, but he's pretty sure lying isn't beneath the guy when it suits him. Strange to think a soul can be held to the same morals as normal humans, but given shinki are apparently in physical form... guess it works. But why did Yato's shinki have to live a poor life compared to others? Unless he means he was taking shinki when he was out on bum lane. Pretty obvious reason there.] Which you can't do if you're living in a trash can.

[Providing at least. Protecting, Yato can still do. Even if it means wielding said shinki as weapons. Not sure that's ideal protecting, deliberately putting your shinki in harm's way to do so. Katsuki isn't gonna ask; some things are too confusing and he doesn't want to bother spending time on explanations. Yato's doing his best to improve here, and his shinki hasn't turned up. Thankfully, despite the relief the god would feel seeing him.]

Your world must be littered with a bunch of weak ass gods. [Little deities born out of a single or a few people, living for a while before fading out of existence once the faith or need is gone. What a pathetic life. Akin to weirdos who make imaginary friends as children. Katsuki never had an experience with that.]

They carry their memories of their lives, huh. [Making their role as weapons stronger, but more difficult.]