Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
If Phoebe had ever encountered the Voice, or had any understanding of how Ascended's really worked, she may have had the point of reference to compare her brain to a short circuiting machine, or her internal voice matching the measured automated tone of the new goddess. As it was, the only word Phoebe had was broken. Her brain was broken. Broked.
Nothing quite added up. The old man had shown up after Long Night and yet Rexanna was saying Bastien had been ascended before then? Ascended's weren't dead they were...ascended or something something. Words were hard. Brown eyes blinked at Rex, unable to really form her question of how could someone confuse an ascended with a dead person. Did it really matter though? She saw the smile on Rex's face, heard the hesitancy in her voice. She was happy but...worried because she was of course painfully aware of how she and Bastien did not get along. At all. Under any circumstances. Phoebe pressed her lips together and swallowed a lump in her throat. It didn't matter that she didn't like Bastien. What mattered was that Rexanna did, and he made her happy...but some miracle that certainly only Frey could perform.
"Ah...I'm...happy for you." she managed with a small smile. It was true, she was happy for Rex. Bastien...well..."He doesn't deserve you but I am happy you are happy...but if he hurts you I will get my sister in law to beat his face in you know. She was the one with the sword fighting the Spire Demon." she said with an assured nod. Oh yeah. Bastien better walk on eggshells with her friend or Phoebe would see to it he regretted the day for the rest of his very short life that would follow after.
