...Billy, I'm a god. I don't require permission to do what I think is best.

[Sigh.]

To begin with, several of the mortals I watch over are children, and their parents despise me. [He smiles thinly.] Their parents can go hang for all I care.

[Well, then again, he can always just ask, and if they say no put the spell on them anyway. It isn't like most of them would be able to tell, though then they might go ask Billy and ugh.] Spying? You really are making a mountain from a mole hill.