Not for His Sake

"Yes. That is correct." Safrin confirmed with a nod, then her brows furrowed slightly. The question was oddly similar to one that Bastien had asked her, wondering what her domain was. With a gentle inhale, Safrin glanced around trying to think how best to answer. "It...is a very mortal thing, to think that it can be so narrowly divided. I am under Vi as you say...and while his power is...more than mine, think of it more like a symphony. We all have our instruments and our parts. We are more than the sum of our parts in that way." Unlike Phoebe, Safrin merely stared at the fallen candle with silent disapproval. She didn't bother to look around, knowing that Ludo wouldn't be seen if it did not wish to be. With an annoyed huff, Safrin waived her hand and the candle righted itself. She went so far as to light it with even more energy this time, completely dispelling the shadow Ludo had been toying with. "Just something that wants attention." The deity said dismissively, yet there was a playful splash of amusement in her gaze. Safrin the devil is not as black as he is painted