SAFRIN
"Wisely said." She agrees with a grin. Safrin is far from the morality police. In fact, she's flown in the headwinds of right and wrong simply to get what she wants. One might assume the herald of life would have a bit more respect for order and justice, but as it turns out...
"It is absolutely. Though it has brought you here to me from a world galaxy's away. So I suppose I can't be too upset." She counters with an adoring and coquettish laugh.
Purring at this, utter putty before his alluring smile, she feigns insult for just a moment. "You'd really shake my hand? You wound me. I don't look like this for nothing, after all." So saying the goddess of the stars and creator of comets and other celestial wonders, opens her arms to him to draw him close. Her size is hard to explain; she both fits neatly in his arms but also wraps around him completely as a blanket might. She smells like petrichor and lilac, as soft as morning dew yet thrumming with power.
"It is absolutely. Though it has brought you here to me from a world galaxy's away. So I suppose I can't be too upset." She counters with an adoring and coquettish laugh.
Purring at this, utter putty before his alluring smile, she feigns insult for just a moment. "You'd really shake my hand? You wound me. I don't look like this for nothing, after all." So saying the goddess of the stars and creator of comets and other celestial wonders, opens her arms to him to draw him close. Her size is hard to explain; she both fits neatly in his arms but also wraps around him completely as a blanket might. She smells like petrichor and lilac, as soft as morning dew yet thrumming with power.
