there's no innuendos,
it's exactly what you think
it's exactly what you think
The deity nodded. It hadn't escaped them that Phoebe would like nothing more than to wile away the hours in their presence, chatting, drinking, simply being, but such mortal pleasures and pastimes were beyond Frey and always would be.
Posing in various dramatic stances as the boys took them in, they paused and waited as Phoebe explained away the varying degrees of their appearance. Frey didn't shapeshift, but it wasn't worth correcting. Likely Phoebe knew the correct way to describe it and had simply thought it all too complicated for the trio.
"Like a heartbeat?" The muttered, lips quirking upwards slightly with amusement. However as Phoebe finished, Frey was left staring at her with hard and narrowed eyes. For a long moment they were silent, their mind considering the implications and effects that this might have.
"A plant. That grows bodies. For research." Frey repeated, thinking that this was something they expected the latest demi-god twins to be asking for, not the kind-hearted midwife.
Posing in various dramatic stances as the boys took them in, they paused and waited as Phoebe explained away the varying degrees of their appearance. Frey didn't shapeshift, but it wasn't worth correcting. Likely Phoebe knew the correct way to describe it and had simply thought it all too complicated for the trio.
"Like a heartbeat?" The muttered, lips quirking upwards slightly with amusement. However as Phoebe finished, Frey was left staring at her with hard and narrowed eyes. For a long moment they were silent, their mind considering the implications and effects that this might have.
"A plant. That grows bodies. For research." Frey repeated, thinking that this was something they expected the latest demi-god twins to be asking for, not the kind-hearted midwife.
