[God Quest] The Rice Dance

phoebe Can anybody find me somebody to love Before, Phoebe might not quite have understood what Frey meant about that first bit; but now it seemed clear. So long as effort was being made to bring physical pleasure, it probably would be pretty wonderful regardless of whether that person was or wasn't good for them. That Frey confirmed it was a bit better with the right people did make her feel better about looking for that. But her brown gaze looked to Emmett as Frey noted he was shy. She smiled a little and looked back at the deity. "Certainly not more shy than me?" she said. Emmett had always been fairly forward and direct with her, but to a deity like Frey perhaps he could seem shy. Humble seemed a better word for him, but she didn't have the sort of all knowing abilities Frey did. She also had no clue what was going through Emmett's brain right now. "I was worried about you, you know." Phoebe looked at Frey wide-eyed at that. A deity worried about her? It seemed impossible! She was just a midwife! Just a common girl! She wasn't special or powerful or particularly smart or anything! She felt a weird amalgam of being honored that Frey considered her worth of being worried after and guilt over having caused them worry. But they didn't seem mad, more just making a statement. As they continued on she briefly dropped her gaze. "I was very certain." she said quietly, likely at a level that only Frey would hear. It was an insecurity that still reared its ugly head every now and then; though she was learning to voice it and address it to move forward than let it consume a destroy what confidence she was working on. Briefly the moment where Bastien had so shattered that confidence, how she cried...she might be shaken from time to time but she would not let herself ever feel so destroyed again. Her eyes moved back to Emmett as directed, and her cheeks flushed a little. It was obvious that Frey's influence was working on him in some manner. Granted, they were working on her but it was much more difficult to tell from a look, and she had since accepted that this was just how Frey made people feel, and revelled in the fact that it no longer terrified her. "Me?" she said in surprise, looking up at Frey a little skeptically. Even when they had been together she didn't think Emmett had been so...worked up. Not to mention that Emmett had been very clear about how he just wasn't interested in such activities lately. Her eyes went back to Emmett though when Frey asked him to confirm. Even if Frey was helping...it still made her heart race a little to think that maybe she was a part of the the reason for his arousal. Frey's description of her made her cheeks flare red. A lot to handle?? That was a good thing right?? The squeeze on her shoulders had her looking back up at Frey though and...well they looked happy. It made Phoebe smiled as well, even as she blushed. "I mean...it was the best sex I've ever had." she said quietly, to help boost Emmett's self esteem in case the light chastising bothered him...but it was also a bit of a joke. It was the only sex she had ever had so of course it was the best she'd ever had. Then she realized she had actually made a sex joke - something under normal circumstances she wouldn't think to do - and her face flared red again. Oh yes. Frey's influence was undeniable.