[SE] i am the walrus

Lily sing me a song of a lass that is gone Lily laughs, throwing her head back. “I don’t know! I’ll tell ya what though - how about you write your questions down and then come visit me later. We can have tea or sing to the bees and I’ll answer all the questions you can think of until I get tired. How does that sound?” It also seems like an easy way to keep this conversation on track, considering she isn’t the only one here. Listening again as Kai rattles off another explanation of what genes are, her brow furrows. How could they determine who would likely to be sick or not? She’s about to ask about that when Loren mentions Rae and being planted and that the god was a twin. Which she kind of remembers hearing, and kind of doesn’t. “And what’s Rae like?” She smiles. “Are all... four? Five? of you similar? I like Frey, they’ve been very kind to me. And I like you… but are you all related and is that why?” It’s a difficult concept to grasp, this idea of being planted, of twins, of Gods and heralds and demi-gods. It’s easily as confusing as Christianity with that three-in-one crap, but at least here she’s allowed to ask questions without being accused of being a heretic. Colonial America was so uptight about those kinds of things. merry of soul, she sailed on a day over the sea to Skye