'I know you have.' Frey agrees, their fingers beginning their slow ministrations across his skin once more. "And I know she does." Though the deity does not sigh, the sudden burst of sea breeze around them makes it seem as though they had. "The same way we might explain away the thorns of a rose as its means of protection so too might we say of Phoebe's judgemental streak is her way of caring." It wasn't an excuse, merely an explanation, and just as one might leave a rosebush alone so as not to be stabbed, so too might one leave Phoebe to her own proclivities.
"I'm not saying I want you two back together by any means, but..." Their voice lowers as the breeze gusts more strongly. "Something is coming. I'm not even sure just what. But I feel it in my most sensitive bits." What those were, Frey would leave up to Sunjata's imagination.
"All I ask is that if I need to call on the two of you, you can hold hands and play nice. So if there is anything that needs to be aired between you, do it earlier rather than later, mm?"
"I'm not saying I want you two back together by any means, but..." Their voice lowers as the breeze gusts more strongly. "Something is coming. I'm not even sure just what. But I feel it in my most sensitive bits." What those were, Frey would leave up to Sunjata's imagination.
"All I ask is that if I need to call on the two of you, you can hold hands and play nice. So if there is anything that needs to be aired between you, do it earlier rather than later, mm?"
