Ask Forgiveness, Beg Permission

BASTIEN Cause I’ve been making something out of nothing…Like my soul While he felt like he was being spoken to as a child, Bastien was still desperate for answers, so he simply nodded along with Safrin's words. Personally he thought being a God devoted to passion and sex sounded pretty great, but if Safrin disliked Frey so much he supposed there had to be a reason. She hardly seemed prudish... Lightly, he rested his hand over the fingers on his face. "...Alright. Then I shall not ask anymore. I suppose it does not matter when I know the Goddess I follow is...wonderful." He did believe it truly, but Bastien was also using some of the skills he'd picked up back when he had to charm nobles, playing into vain ideas of themselves. "May I come back to see you once I have given out the necklaces, Safrin?"