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Whether or not Frey was conscious of how their appearance changed, they flashed the midwife a smile that was now more charming than it was lascivious. It seemed to suit the lips on their face better now. Still, they ruffled a hand through hair that was now short, making it rather adorably unkempt inspite of the remainder of their appearance. They were still nude, as they were normally, and...lets just say scrawny isn't a look the god deigned to wear often, and so they didn't now. With another smile, Frey raised a brow. "After all this time, and you think I need candles and incense to create life?" Tilting their head to the side they gave the midwife a knowing look. Thinking back, the god tipped their head back and laughed heartily before folding their arms across their chest. "I might have. I'd say he was suitably compensated for that though." Frey added, glancing down towards their genitals and letting their eyes slowly drag back up. "It already is a one sided friendship." The god replied, reaching a hand forward to softly stroke Phoebe's cheek. "You being the mortal one, and all that." They added with a wink. "But no, no shrine needed. Unlike Ludo and Safrin I care little about mortal pandering." Frey