Whispers In The Dark
Theophylaktos. Well then, she didn't think she would be able to remember that. It was a mouthful, that was for sure. Luckily, he offered a nickname and she nodded with gratitude. "I think I do wish to call you Theo. Your name is quite a mouthful, i'm afraid I might screw up such a fancy name," She offered a smile. She felt like letting a bit of her true self show tonight. After all, he was just a stranger. Another, handsome stranger. What luck she had, running into all these pretty boys. Part of her wished to take them all home, but alas, her mind would simply not allow her to take a mortal man as her lifelong mate. Unlike some others in her family.
Her gaze found his when he requested that she stay with him for a little while, and her mind grew pensive. While yes, she believed herself to be a Goddess. A descendant of the Fallen God himself, she found herself nodding. It wouldn't hurt to oblige one simple request of another, now would it? After all, she wouldn't be traveling any further tonight. "I don't see why not, dear. I'm in no particular hurry to get anywhere tonight." She moved closer to sit beside him, leaving a few inches of distance between them as she glanced up at the stars with him. Her mind begged for questions to be asked, so without breaking eye contact with the stars, she asked "Tell me, Theo. Do you believe there is a line between Gods and mortals?" She was truly curious. She hadn't really spoken to a mortal in a way that she could analyze their thought process on the matter, so this would be a first.
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