PHOEBE
"Jata doesn't like anything unless it is something he doesn't have." she said with an irritated huff. And while that was true, she didn't particularly care if he didn't like her smashing up his bar. She had enjoyed smashing up his bar.
But of course, Frey knew her all too well. And their question made her sigh, eyes casting down at the ground with a grumpy expression, face almost hidden with the abundance of curls the god was setting into her thick hair. "No, it wouldn't make me feel better. Not genuinely anyways." she mumbled. It wouldn't take away the hurt. It wouldn't take away the anger. It was simply the knee jerk wish to antagonize, to go after the one thing he cared about. But ultimately, it wouldn't bring her any genuine happiness or peace. Revenge was rarely like that. A moment of bliss and then nothing. More importantly, other people's suffering had never been something Phoebe had ever appreciated. She was a healer at heart, and even when completely livid with another person, she struggled to find any real happiness in their pain.
But of course, Frey knew her all too well. And their question made her sigh, eyes casting down at the ground with a grumpy expression, face almost hidden with the abundance of curls the god was setting into her thick hair. "No, it wouldn't make me feel better. Not genuinely anyways." she mumbled. It wouldn't take away the hurt. It wouldn't take away the anger. It was simply the knee jerk wish to antagonize, to go after the one thing he cared about. But ultimately, it wouldn't bring her any genuine happiness or peace. Revenge was rarely like that. A moment of bliss and then nothing. More importantly, other people's suffering had never been something Phoebe had ever appreciated. She was a healer at heart, and even when completely livid with another person, she struggled to find any real happiness in their pain.
and then there's me, always waiting for you
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
