Phoebe
Phoebe smiled sadly, watching Noah soak in what she had to say. Gently she placed a hand on his upper arm - a small touch of comfort and solidarity. "I have had to leave my home and everyone I knew twice. It never gets easier...but making new friends helps." she said, empathizing with the struggle he felt. Certainly it was even worse, knowing it was just a mountain range away, yet worlds away idealistically - and ideals and morals were always a far more treacherous path to cross than any number of miles.
Unless there were monsters. Monsters always changed the rules.
"Like any nursemaid would. And I am sure Frey will help." she said with a small smile. They did have the nurturing aspect to their two halves after all. "Plus, it will be a garden made by a god. I am sure such technicalities won't be as great of a concern." she said. Frey had a way of seeing pitfalls she had missed and covering them. It was teamwork as much as it was service to her patron. "I am sure some families will want them. Others might see it only as a cause to contribute to. But they will be loved either way." she said with a smile. Phoebe was a midwife after all - caring for babies came naturally, and she hadn't met a single child she could not love yet.
"There might be. It will depend on the parents I am sure." she said. "Frey is not as concerned with abandoned as they are with the ascended." Only the ascended would be excluded from her garden proper.
Unless there were monsters. Monsters always changed the rules.
"Like any nursemaid would. And I am sure Frey will help." she said with a small smile. They did have the nurturing aspect to their two halves after all. "Plus, it will be a garden made by a god. I am sure such technicalities won't be as great of a concern." she said. Frey had a way of seeing pitfalls she had missed and covering them. It was teamwork as much as it was service to her patron. "I am sure some families will want them. Others might see it only as a cause to contribute to. But they will be loved either way." she said with a smile. Phoebe was a midwife after all - caring for babies came naturally, and she hadn't met a single child she could not love yet.
"There might be. It will depend on the parents I am sure." she said. "Frey is not as concerned with abandoned as they are with the ascended." Only the ascended would be excluded from her garden proper.
she's changed, you can see it in her eyes
