George
In truth, George knew little of the gods; he'd never had much of a need to involve them in his life, or to get involved in their affairs. He knew of them, of course. Many in Torchline followed Safrin, but George had yet to make a decision in that regard. He remembered talking with Hotaru about this very thing, and she had teased him for having commitment issues. On the contrary, as he'd told her, he simply wanted to be sure to make the right decision, to build a relationship with a god as he would with anyone else. "True enough," George agreed. "It isn't a decision I want to make lightly."
George continued to unravel the spiderwebs from the building, keeping near to where Deimos stood on the roof as to make conversation easier. "This is a lot of silk," he commented. "What will you do with it, once it's all removed?" Personally, George would burn it, but then, he wasn't one to ruminate on the possibly uses of spider silk.
George continued to unravel the spiderwebs from the building, keeping near to where Deimos stood on the roof as to make conversation easier. "This is a lot of silk," he commented. "What will you do with it, once it's all removed?" Personally, George would burn it, but then, he wasn't one to ruminate on the possibly uses of spider silk.
