Joke's on the other narrator. Galaxian's always sad.
But anyways, he's not a life god for nothing. But if he feels it, he doesn't show it. Some kids are better at concealing their thoughts and feelings than others, and Galaxian has honed those skills over time.
"I'm always ready," he says. "Are you?"

"I love you" has the thumb out, and the other one has the thumb pressed against the middle and ring fingers.
"Okay, let's go then," he says, turning to amble out of the alleyway.

It becomes obvious pretty quickly that Galaxian has no hecking idea what he's doing but is leading the way anyways. He honestly goes really fast for someone who doesn't seem to know where he's going. It's actually the right way, though, if that's reassuring at all, but at this pace he will definitely skip past the man they're looking for without even batting an eyelash.

Honestly, Mr. Mechanic probably have specified the number of streets, because Galaxian just keeps charging on like a missile. One would think that even if a building were in front of him, he'd just plow right through it. Doesn't seem like he heard Silence speak, uh oh.
 

When Galaxi does get to the building, he doesn't actually plow through it. Instead, he jumps from ledge to ledge up until he's on the roof, making it look very easy in the process. And then he looks around.

The narrator doesn't answer questions because that isn't fun at all.
 He's there, pausing as he seemingly thinks. Looks like Silence would know more if they were shorter.
 

Oops. Wrong side. They can just catch a glimpse of his blackened eye underneath his bangs.
The deity points. "He's that way," he directs. "Behind that building."

"Yeah, he is," the deity reaffirms, seemingly rooted where he is. Really, he's just not moving because he wasn't aware the conversation has already come to a break point. Indeed, a doofus he is, yes.

The deity sprouts a few invisible question marks before coming to his senses. Kind of, it's more like he's 50% there.
"Oh, oh, we're going that way?" he asks, half-hopping and half-stumbling towards Silence, as if on instinct.

"The quickest way is like this," he says, lifting his arm and pointing his hand directly towards where he had indicated before.

"Yeah, probably," he agrees before just launching himself of the building. He continues flying through the air, apparently targeting the rooftop of a building pretty far away.

By the time the deity's about to seemingly get hurled into a building's window, it's pretty concerning. But instead, he kicks off that window, slides past yet another, and scampers his way to the top like a cat. 
It looks like they're entering an apartment neighborhood. The buildings are rather tall and seem to have been furnished recently. It's likely Silence didn't see them the last time. But beyond these complexes is a parking lot area, where it seems like an open marketplace is taking place.

Galaxi, on the other hand, somersaults to lay on top on the rooftop, except in the process his neck is most definitely pressed back at an angle that would have cracked a mortal's spine base in half. Also, he "oomph"s his way into a laying-down position on the rooftop, his hair spreading behind him like a quilt.
Welp, guess he's not getting up now.

Despite it being very visible, the loyalty god doesn't really register it. "Yeah," he answers, turning his head even further back (unhelpfully) at Silence before quickly reaching a hand up. The hand is for pulling his right lower eyelid down as he sticks out his tongue a little and makes a silly face at 'em, maybe because they beat him this time. 

By the time they stop making the face, Galaxian has let go of his eyelid and is just grinning up at them. 
"It's okay. Do you see him?" he asks.