Secret Keeper

Phoebe's hands rose to her mouth to cover it as it fell agape, her eyes widening when Remi told his tale...and reached it's horrifying conclusion. How awful! To lose his ability to love and feel passion or desire? These were emotions that, while foriegn to her as of yet, she cherished deeply. They were what gave the world color! Vibrancy! Reasons to continue in the darkest of times! And now her friend had them snatched away for a mistake...a misunderstanding. Her heart ached for him. "Remi...I'm so sorry." She said, she said as sincerely as if she had been the one to bring this upon him herself. Her powers of empathy knew few bounds. But she did know where he misstepped, and understanding the problem was the first step to fixing it. "If it helps...I was able to get the diety to say enough about their nature for me to...better understand." She said. "Sex is the... ultimate byproduct of what they seek. Desire, pleasure, love, and passion are more accurate for what they represent...and it makes them very angry to be misinterpreted as representing mindless or unwilling sex. It would be why...in using sex as a trade item...that they were offended." Asking for knowledge in exchange for sex was an insult to Frey, just like rape was. If there was no passion, no desire, no want - Frey wanted no part of it. They were more the diety of foreplay than sex itself in many ways. That thought alone made her cheeks turn red. But how could this be used to help Remi? Her brows furrowed as she thought, but she didn't find the answer immediately. The conversation turned back to her vanilla boring self. She blushed when he said many men enjoyed vanilla. Hopefully he was right, but she had no way of knowing herself. The thought of a dating event sent her heart racing at the thought. "That's...really bold isn't it?" She said in almost a squeak. But...didn't she need to be bold to complete this quest she had been given? A thought struck her and that streak of determination she had in her bubbled up. In going forward, in being bold, in pursuing passion and love and desire...perhaps she could help them both. "Will you help me? If...if I can complete this...task...that I have been given...maybe I can help you. If Frey is pleased with what I accomplish...even if I can't get them to reverse it maybe I can get more clues to help you gain your feeling back?" Maybe, just maybe. She had escaped Frey twice with no punishment after all. It was possible that while she bored the diety, she didn't outright offend them. "Let me help you! We will find a way to get your feelings back I know it!" She said with a smile. Phoebe In a gentle way, you can shake the world