If The Sky Comes Falling Down

He looks down, clearly buying into her insults. Aegira cannot help the smirk that overcomes her dark lips, amusement playing out on her face as a giggle runs forth. It seems she has been successful in getting beneath the giant?s skin, and for that she feels as if she ought to pat herself upon the back. He?s clearly a grumpy sort, and she trusts the strength of her legs to carry her far away if she pisses him off too much.

He moves to walk, and she seeks to keep up with him. Who wouldn?t want her companionship, after all? ?Seemed to matter a whole lot a second ago,? she teases him. ?Aegira Iliadis, personal fashion consultant,? she tells him. She had, after all, told him that he looked dumb and fat. There isn?t much else that could be involved in the job, right? ?Would it make you feel better if I told you that you?re handsome?? she says. It?s not flirtatious exactly; she has no cares for such things.