Her smile and nod were met with a grin and playful, "Pheebs, your a goddess." He then took a bite of the pastry, closing his eyes as the savory sweetness excited his taste buds and filled him with warmth. She questioned his response of 'boring', he paused then and let out a small chuckle. He heard it now, how stupid that excuse sounded. His amusement with his own ridiculousness stopped when she asked what used to do back in his world.
"Oh well, not exactly," he said, holding the roll at his lap as he thought about what to say. He hadn't talked much about his life to anyone yet, now seemed as good a time as ever though, he trusted Phoebe. "Back on my world, I was... I got chosen by this goddess to be a kind of symbolic leader, so I've spent most of my life training and learning to be that leader. I didn't need a job because I was provided for by my nation." he explained in a more serious tone, with a tinge of bitterness.
"I can't complain, cause I know that I technically had a great life, but I didn't really want it all. I would've rather just lived with my mom and been my own me in our village," he trailed off as he moved into his thoughts some, imagining his life without the blessing of the goddess. Would he really be happier, or was he just being ungrateful for what he was given? He hoped that Phoebe wouldn't see it that way, because he had never meant to be ungrateful. He just wasn't the right choice, he'd never believed that it was him who was supposed to be given the blessing. He'd always felt short of the leader he was meant to be. And he spited both himself and the nation for it.
"Anyway... so that's..." he started, then brought up a hand to run it through his curls, feeling almost a little embarrassed by it all, "that's that."
Phoebe's warning about Jigano sparked a memory from his first meeting with the man, the passing look on his face at the mention of Phoebe. He didn't need to know any more details, from what she said he could piece together pretty well what had happened. He did wonder though, who had truly been at fault, if either. He just nodded in response, bringing his pastry up for another bite.
rock children hold your heads up high
