[ She's... been trying to speak about herself. Some cirucmstances have forced her hand to be more open, reveal a little more of her power-- and the danger that has come with it. For those that know more of her, they haven't... shunned her. Or blamed her, for what harm she's caused her loved one.
She has to start being more open. ] It was so long ago that I hardly remember. [ She says at last, looking forward, pausing, then looking back at him. ]
It... doesn't bother you? That I-- [ A pause. Another pause. It helps, too, that he is the son of a god. That's a start, that he's familiar with such beings on a personal level, or so she assumes. ] that I'm something bygone.
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She has to start being more open. ] It was so long ago that I hardly remember. [ She says at last, looking forward, pausing, then looking back at him. ]
It... doesn't bother you? That I-- [ A pause. Another pause. It helps, too, that he is the son of a god. That's a start, that he's familiar with such beings on a personal level, or so she assumes. ] that I'm something bygone.