He beams like he just single-handedly stopped global warming.
"What do you like to do with your friends?" he asks after a bit. Holy cow, this deity likes asking questions.

"Right now?" Galaxian seems nonchalant, maybe because he hasn't realized her sudden change in demeanor. "Of course not. The war and such isn't over yet."

"So you don't train with them?" he asks.

He doesn't judge, but he does find that curious. "So how do you know how they fight too?"

(Does her helping Micah with magic count as training lol)

She hasn't really answered the question, or at least that's what Galaxian thinks, since he isn't reading her mind or anything at the moment. He just slightly tilts his head.

"Oh." He acknowledges that. Maybe she's a hermit who really likes to train or someone along those lines. "Well, we all start like that. So don't worry too much about it!" He makes his head upright again while he's talking, pondering what he should say so it doesn't get too awkward and adds, "Though you probably weren't worrying about it in the first place."

"You're welcome?" Galaxian doesn't really understand her sarcasm in her thanks, but he's also aware that she doesn't mean it in a positive connotation. "So, you probably want to keep training again, right? Sorry for interrupting you. Can I watch you?"

Galaxian backtracks to a reasonable distance with a "Thanks!", though if his physiology is as wonked up as usual, she shouldn't be able to hit him. He watches her movements with intrigue.

Galaxian himself doesn't really use spears, but he has friends who do. He notes that if she ever wants to punch someone, he should try his best to not be that someone. Given that he's tangible, of course. Efficient as usual, he calculates how far she could launch him if her strength is able to exert a certain numerical amount of force.

(So other than just general training on part, did you have any idea what they should do? Normally I would say he'd want to do something with her but that was a huge mood wasn't it)

(Uh oh a challenge)

After a fair while has passed, Galaxian's still watching Delphi train while looking impressed. How is she? Is she tired yet? It'd be convenient if she's tired. If not, he's gonna ask anyways.
"Are you tired?" he asks while she's not prodding at an avatar with her spear.

("I don't get tired, I get results")

"They're definitely not," Galaxian advocates, probably having spent the past however-long thinking about her former stance on spending time with friends. The view had kind of conflicted with her apparent agreeability with his talking about spending time with friends after the war before her sudden dour mood when he mentioned spending time with friends generally. While he couldn't figure out why--it's not like he's a deity of angst backstories and can see that her last greatest friendship went less than well--he at least can tell that if she's against spending time with others and part of the supposed ideal future would hopefully involve her having time with friends to spend with them, it's not going to go down the best way. And like the deity who can sometimes be too helpful is, he really wants to at least lessen that mentality conflict in at least some way.
"What do you usually do during breaks?" he asks hopefully, managing to not say something very dense like "Eat snacks?" because everyone should know you don't eat junk food after exercising. Or training, in her case.

Galaxian looks too interested in everything, including sleep, and his intrigue piles up as she lists things. He's not too impressed with the arguing with her mother thing, though he's not too knowledgeable on it either. For a deity who has never had a family, it's just kind of a fact that he would think that family relationships should try to be as good as they can be. It'd be rude to ask why she'd argue with Singularity, though.
"Are you, like, the Isle's guardian or someone of that sort?" he asks.

"You must be their idol," he says with a grin, though it's like half a joke and half his actual guess for what the small children see of her.

"They do that over there too?" Galaxian asks with a fair amount of what sounds to be disbelief. "Were you actually on their lawn?"