I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be
Her cheeks flared up at once and she pressed her palms to her cheeks. She had promised herself she would get used to Frey’s jokes someday. Today was apparently not that day.
Frey’s answer only served to confuse her more. What on earth did that mean? ”Well…we aren’t exactly close so…I suppose he wouldn’t tell me something if he considered it private.” she said with a little shrug. Though it did bother her a bit. He had asked so many questions about the gods and Frey and yet he had gotten some advice from her friend that was apparently crystal clear without the context he had sought? That didn’t seem right to her for some reason…but her train of thought was caught off guard as she looked up at realized that Frey was now suddenly…blonde? What had been dark locks of hair falling in a messy fashion around his eyes were now pale and nicely combed back. She stared at Frey openly, confusion stopping her dead in her tracks. What in the name of Frey…
But they spoke of the potential shrine and Frey’s answer was exactly as she had imagined it would be. Familiarity. She smiled, comforted that she had guessed rightly. ”I thought you would say so but I promised Loren I would ask anyways. As for why bother…well because you’re worth bothering about. Some place that sets the mood for inspiring creating life with pillows and incense and whatnot.” she said with a small smile. ”Though I suspect you might’ve left Loren without clothes on one of those two occasions because he specifically mentioned stocking it with extra clothing.” she said with a knowing smirk. On their very first meeting, she had seen Frey’s proclivity for stealing clothes.
”Besides, you have done so much for me, if that is something you would like, I would be more than happy to make it for you.” she said with a warm smile. ”It would be a very one sided friendship if I did not help you, you know.”
Frey’s answer only served to confuse her more. What on earth did that mean? ”Well…we aren’t exactly close so…I suppose he wouldn’t tell me something if he considered it private.” she said with a little shrug. Though it did bother her a bit. He had asked so many questions about the gods and Frey and yet he had gotten some advice from her friend that was apparently crystal clear without the context he had sought? That didn’t seem right to her for some reason…but her train of thought was caught off guard as she looked up at realized that Frey was now suddenly…blonde? What had been dark locks of hair falling in a messy fashion around his eyes were now pale and nicely combed back. She stared at Frey openly, confusion stopping her dead in her tracks. What in the name of Frey…
But they spoke of the potential shrine and Frey’s answer was exactly as she had imagined it would be. Familiarity. She smiled, comforted that she had guessed rightly. ”I thought you would say so but I promised Loren I would ask anyways. As for why bother…well because you’re worth bothering about. Some place that sets the mood for inspiring creating life with pillows and incense and whatnot.” she said with a small smile. ”Though I suspect you might’ve left Loren without clothes on one of those two occasions because he specifically mentioned stocking it with extra clothing.” she said with a knowing smirk. On their very first meeting, she had seen Frey’s proclivity for stealing clothes.
”Besides, you have done so much for me, if that is something you would like, I would be more than happy to make it for you.” she said with a warm smile. ”It would be a very one sided friendship if I did not help you, you know.”
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