The right way

He's gorgeous. He knows he's gorgeous, which gets him in trouble. Poser has always been this way, there was no reason to stop now. Curious and strong, light on his feet and reasonably intelligent. All of the things that spelled disaster when it came to trying to live happily as an idiot abroad. Dark tail wagging softly at his back, the creature sighs. "You need to stop speaking so poorly of yourself. It hurts me to hear you like that."

Poser has been gentle with this mortal in particular. She's not terribly... well to tell the truth, she's not terribly anything in particular. That may be the worst part about the woman. "What would you like to be good at?" Poser's question is innocent and well intentioned. She would be good at something. She'd find her spark. Come hell or high water, the young god would help. She was a friend. He'd help find her calling.