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"With a lot of needless explanation." Frey said with a wave of their hand. "But it isn't worth it, poppet. Understanding us takes lifetimes, and you simply don't have that kind of currency." With a deep chuckle, Frey merely shrugged at the small dragongling. I won't tell you who to kill and who not to. But know if you do, there will be sad for days, maybe even years. The deity said with another latent puff of amusement. Neither confirming nor denying, Frey merely gave the midwife a look. Though their eyes remained as kaleidoscopic as ever, there was perhaps more blue of a particular shade than there had been before. "Why of course he did. Moreso the second time, I expect." The deity replied, lazily raising their eyebrows and licking their lips suggestively; a feeling that Phoebe would feel replicated across her lips as well. Frey