There was more at stake and afoot than Phoebe knew. And as fond of her as the god was, they didn't have time for her mortal need for hand-holding. Lives were at stake. Her tears could wait. "So you have made this just for humans to consume." They clarified. Not a criticism, merely a gesture towards understanding.
They tapped their one-remaining foot in the cloud sending small puffs of white into the air.
They tapped their one-remaining foot in the cloud sending small puffs of white into the air.
