Not for His Sake

Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet Perhaps it would have been more reasonable to be insulted by Safrin’s comment, but Phoebe was not. Quite the contrary, it was comforting and surprisingly logical that Safrin thought them all a little foolish. ”I suppose to one who has seen eons we would all seem a little foolish.” she said with a small smile. The goddess had seen and knew more than they ever could after all; with such expansive knowledge they must all seem rather childish. Her smile faltered briefly when Safrin continued on about Frey and their fickle nature. She was unsurprised, but it did make her a little anxious. Something about them obviously irritated the goddess as well. First the Golden Goddess Bastien had seen, and now Frey too. ”If it isn’t too much…why do you dislike them? Do you feel the same towards the…golden goddess Bastien called her but I’m not certain that is her name?” she asked innocently. Understanding the interplay between the deities was just as important as understanding the wants of each individual she thought. Phoebe knew basically nothing, and Frey wasn’t exactly interested in a fireside chat. But perhaps Safrin might be willing to explain…and then Phoebe could spread the word in hopes of helping her friends. Phoebe gasped a little at the goddess’s touch, her eyes fluttering wide as she felt suddenly rejuvenated and light as a feather. When was the last time she had felt so at ease, so at peace? She couldn’t remember. ”You are right of course.” she said with a smile. A light blush colored her cheeks when Safrin mentioned the sort of imagery Bastien was about to plaster his walls with. Of course he was. Stupid and tasteless. But Safrin seemed unconcerned with it. She wasn’t about to let it bother her…and why would she? She was a goddess after all. ”Then…if I may ask you what you ought to have been asked in the first place, what is it that you would wish people do to worship or pray you?” What did Safrin want from them? What Frey wanted was…mostly clear, though still slightly murky. She had deduced that Bastien’s plan had been a mostly total failure. It was best to learn from the goddess herself what she wished.