[SE] muddy bones (open)

OLIVER

There was a clear shift in her attitude which caused Oliver to frown. Had he...said something wrong? Maybe he shouldn't have been so rude about her gourd friend. Gods. Great job Oliver. There ya go again being a little judgemental dick. Deciding it may be best to try and cheer her up, Oliver focused on something he remembered her saying, something he had taken interest in.

"Can you....well, would you be willing to tell me about all of your Ludo experiences? I didn't know that someone could channel one god in specific." That was something Oliver hadn't really heard of, but it felt sort of rude to ask. So either he was going to mess it up even more or maybe he'd be able to show that he was interested, just that he struggled a small bit to talk about the gods. "I don't know if Ludo would want to talk to me...but I do know I like to hear about other's experiences with the gods. It makes me understand them more I guess. It's a bit awkward to ask about Frey, though." It's a small attempt at a joke, hoping to lighten up the situation once more.

"But if you're willing to tell me, I wanna hear about Ludo...tell me about how you met, how you've channeled it." He was all ears, as long as she was willing to become the storyteller.

i just want my existance to be
more than trembling