"Oh, you'll see." They reply, softly adjusting her curls and then reaching for her neckline to tear it a bit. It plunges now deep below her breasts, the stitching magically fixing itself as the hemline rises up well above her knee. "Better." They mumble with a lascivious smile.
Meanwhile, the nature-aspect of Frey watches all of this with a warm smile. "The world is on the brink of war. It's inevitable, but that doesn't mean life will just stop. Many will believe that it has, but we know better." They wink. "The other demigods with their murder lists and shooting stars, shields and clouds." They roll their eyes. "They forget that this war will affect more than just those with bodies that resemble their own."
Meanwhile, the nature-aspect of Frey watches all of this with a warm smile. "The world is on the brink of war. It's inevitable, but that doesn't mean life will just stop. Many will believe that it has, but we know better." They wink. "The other demigods with their murder lists and shooting stars, shields and clouds." They roll their eyes. "They forget that this war will affect more than just those with bodies that resemble their own."
