Secret Keeper

Phoebe could tell just from that little 'Ah' that she had hit on a not so good something. Certainly whoever this was was understanding of Remi's position. Certainly they were trying to help him too. Certainly they couldn't be so cold as to spurn someone who loved them but had been given a divine task to work through (albeit a difficult one). Apparently she was wrong. "What?!" Phoebe said, aghast. Her cheeks puffed up again as she became angry on his behalf. "Who are they? I will find them and...uhm...I don't know what yet...but they will feel bad for being a royal jerk!" she said, unfortunately coming off more cute than intimidating. "How could someone be so callous, you're so nice! And you're smart and talented and handsome! They are stupid whoever they are." Maybe Frey did know and was forcing Remi's hand to find them someone better for him. Phoebe still wasn't sure as Remi made a case for Bastien. Her lips pulled to one side as she tried to see his point. "Maybe...but if there are different dieties, then perhaps their expectations are also different?" she said. Frey was a little extreme in their preferences so she just didn't think it wise to take what they found pleasing as a blanket for everyone else...in both ways that could be misconstrued she supposed. Oh gods, had she just almost made a sex joke in her own head? This Frey quest was really messing with her mind...and other - STOP! Oh, Phoebe. Phoebe In a gentle way, you can shake the world