Olavi knew he was right and gave a smug nod in confirmation of that, every bit a supporter of pulling up bootstraps (metaphorically, of course) and earning your own victories. He'd never once depended on the Gods for anything and when the girl before him had every advantage she could need, he thought it bizarre she felt she had to.
Surprised that Delta reacted as if he'd actually offered to do anything nice (most people, upon hearing 'throw you on the beach', would not be happy), he leaned his cheek on his hand as she told yet another shrine story: did she do nothing but bother the Gods? "Shoulda listened. What the hell're you actually aiming to get from them that's worth all this trouble?"
He was hesitant to talk too much about himself. Olavi doubted Delta was familiar with the underworld of the city, the shadowy crowds he hung around in; he didn't want to at all open her eyes to it. "Oh, you know. Swim around, get lots of nice shit, hang out with my lady."
Surprised that Delta reacted as if he'd actually offered to do anything nice (most people, upon hearing 'throw you on the beach', would not be happy), he leaned his cheek on his hand as she told yet another shrine story: did she do nothing but bother the Gods? "Shoulda listened. What the hell're you actually aiming to get from them that's worth all this trouble?"
He was hesitant to talk too much about himself. Olavi doubted Delta was familiar with the underworld of the city, the shadowy crowds he hung around in; he didn't want to at all open her eyes to it. "Oh, you know. Swim around, get lots of nice shit, hang out with my lady."
Out of my head when you're not around
Olavi
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