i keep on running toward the fire

And if you feel like night is falling
I wanna be the one you're calling

She may have meant it in a lighthearted way, but it was so completely the opposite of how he actually felt that he found himself frowning slightly, shaking his head. "It's the opposite," he said without thinking. Then, realizing that that didn't sound better, he hastened to add, "What I mean to say is that I take commitment seriously. A relationship - of any kind, whether it be with a god or with a romantic partner or with a friend - is a two-way street. It requires communication and understanding from both parties. I wouldn't enter into a relationship with a god without knowing them well, and having built up that relationship first." Realizing that he'd gotten perhaps more serious than he should have, his cheeks grew faintly pink. "Sorry," he murmured. He hadn't meant to get quite so intense.

That she served sex Frey didn't particularly surprise him, but what did surprise him was that she was Attuned. Intrigued, he reached over slowly, allowing her the opportunity to stop him, to trace a finger lightly over her ears and down to caress her cheek. When her ears flicked back, he frowned, brow knitting at the uncharacteristic display of emotion. Whoever had called her a workaholic, it clearly bothered her, and he found himself wanting to say something to bring a smile back to her face. "Hunting, hmm? As your shift, or as a human?" It wasn't much, but perhaps it would distract her. Besides, he's be interested to see what weapons she knew how to use.

Her question about his fears took him aback, and he took the churro slowly to avoid answering right away. Sure, he could share any old fear, but they'd been vulnerable with each other so far this evening. Why stop now? So he gave it some thought, chewing slowly before swallowing. "Betrayal," he said finally. "Trusting someone, and having it turned against me."

'Cause I believe that you could lead the way

George