[It's better that way, really. Olympian gods tend to have pretty messy, sordid histories, and her's isn't all peaches and cream. Love makes some terrible things happen on the mortal realm.
But that can come up in it's own time. Or never. He has no need to worry about any of that nasty business from her unless he made the foolish decision to reject her. But he'd never do that, right?
She toys her hand over his cheek, seemingly contemplating whether she is ready to let him go or play further, but on cue there's a rustle at the door of her tent, another one of the dragonlings with another sock. Not matching, of course.
Sighing,] Then I will see you again, Jim Kirk. Hopefully sooner than later.
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But that can come up in it's own time. Or never. He has no need to worry about any of that nasty business from her unless he made the foolish decision to reject her. But he'd never do that, right?
She toys her hand over his cheek, seemingly contemplating whether she is ready to let him go or play further, but on cue there's a rustle at the door of her tent, another one of the dragonlings with another sock. Not matching, of course.
Sighing,] Then I will see you again, Jim Kirk. Hopefully sooner than later.