i've been trying to sleep

Safrin The goddess laughed and nodded in agreement. Had they been barmates at the Rathskeller, it was the type of moment where Safrin might have drunkenly cheers'd the wolf, had she been mortal. Instead, her lips just twisted into an unhappy agreement. Normally Safrin might have put on a display, done more to assuage the wolf-girl of her doubts about the diety. But ... tonight her heart was elsewhere. Even her need for glamour and recognition was dimmed by the light of Ronin's star above them. So instead the goddess merely smiled sadly. "He was one of the best ... " She said delicately. With a soft sigh, wrapping her arms around herself, Safrin shook her head. "I do not decide what happens to souls once they have been taken. And Ludo...it is merely a vessel to carry them. It is not within our power to put them back into their bodies, much as we might like to." Ashe's anger was immediate and palpable. Briefly the goddess considered reaching out and soothing the savage wolf, but in the end she decided against it. Something told her that anger would be more comforting than an ocean of serenity just now. At least the pain was something this girl seemed to understand. "It was not us who brought you here." Safrin said gently, her shrug seemingly an answer to the rest of the girl's questions. "I can only guess as to the reason ... but it was not us who sent you to that Spire. And it would never be me who would play with Ronin's life so."