just a girl

"It is just in my nature, miss Paradise," he offered breathlessly. If this was some kind of test, he was certainly not doing well! Perhaps the gods were angry with him for not having given received a sacrifice for so long. Kapras?us felt his stomach turn as it attempted to digest the awful fungi, and with each moment he felt himself falling under their trance even more deeply. The world tilted, and he found himself physically faltering, swaying as though he might fall. But instead of falling, he merely slunk down toward the earth, resting on his belly.

She claimed to not know of Valhalla? Oh, what a humble woman; his green eyes danced with excitement as he watched, though his distance was certain now. He would press his body into the earth, only moments away from groveling before her like a slave before its master. It seemed this 'not knowing' was part of this goddess's game; to see how he might react to a mere mortal woman, and he would play along gladly. "Tell me, then, where does she come from? Surely a woman so flawless cannot be a rogue?" The man's voice took on a more whimsical tone, and he slowly rolled over onto his back, watching her upside-down.