Phoebe
"Running is fun! I haven't had the time to do much of it for the sake of doing it." she admitted. She couldn't recall finding it as fun before, or having any urge to do so. But now that Ronin had mentioned it, the thought had her brightening up. Perhaps it was a unicorn thing too - or rather a hooved animal thing.
The Nightingale listened quietly as Ronin spoke, brows furrowing as he reached the end of his tale. "A not-man? What, like she is a not-goddess?" she said dryly, not appreciating the deprecation of her friend. Ronin was a man as sure as the sun meant it was daytime. Whatever could she have possibly meant by that? "Maybe that is why I am struggling then...because Frey can be ambiguous sometimes too." she said. "Frey once asked me why I thought the things she made weren't natural...as if they were somehow equivalent to Rae's designs. But then they are working against her in this war too." she said. Albeit begrudgingly. Frey would much rather have no part in any of this.
The Nightingale listened quietly as Ronin spoke, brows furrowing as he reached the end of his tale. "A not-man? What, like she is a not-goddess?" she said dryly, not appreciating the deprecation of her friend. Ronin was a man as sure as the sun meant it was daytime. Whatever could she have possibly meant by that? "Maybe that is why I am struggling then...because Frey can be ambiguous sometimes too." she said. "Frey once asked me why I thought the things she made weren't natural...as if they were somehow equivalent to Rae's designs. But then they are working against her in this war too." she said. Albeit begrudgingly. Frey would much rather have no part in any of this.
i could be all sad but i have shit to do
