"Look, around here the terms of endearment are 'kiddo' and 'babe' and you aren't champing at the bit for 'babe', I notice," he says with an easy laugh.
Leaning back easily, he shrugs. "Oh, sure. Anything is possible with a god. I mean, it's rare, but yeah, a god can absolutely withdraw all his blessings and reject a follower, even a cleric. Leave ya' with not even a minor cure spell to your name. I've never personally known of it happening but it makes for great bard tales, and it keeps the followers in line."
Chuckling, he shakes his head. "Course, the stories people really want to hear are the opposite: someone coming to a god to dedicate themselves, getting blessed with special favor, and leap-frogging years of training and practice. That can happen but there's usually a big price paid along the way. Power isn't supposed to come cheap, but it doesn't stop people from hoping."