Delphia
Delphia blinked, unsure why he was so distressed at looking at her. Did he think she was ugly? Quietly, without prompting, she stepped to the side, so he was looking at the forest and not at her. "Is that better?" she asked, concern in her voice. Now being shoulder to shoulder, Morticia quietly hopped over onto Finn's shoulder, sniffing at his glasses as she purred.
The Seer's expression fell slightly when he mentioned the task. For a long moment, she was quiet, contemplative. "History is repeating itself." she said softly, melancholic almost. "Mort has asked me to ponder this very question. I have spoken with the demigoddess of the Voice even in this pursuit, and seek the Ascended souls to return them to his realm." she said, glancing over at him. "What else would you have me do, in addition to my father's will?"
The Seer's expression fell slightly when he mentioned the task. For a long moment, she was quiet, contemplative. "History is repeating itself." she said softly, melancholic almost. "Mort has asked me to ponder this very question. I have spoken with the demigoddess of the Voice even in this pursuit, and seek the Ascended souls to return them to his realm." she said, glancing over at him. "What else would you have me do, in addition to my father's will?"
Death smiles at us all
All man can do is smile back
