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It was indescribable how thrilled she was at his further interest. She didn't want to overwhelm him or even spook him off, the life wasn't for everyone. A patron is like a different title for our Gods. Different ones rule over different things. For example...mine is Urthemiel, patron of caregivers. Sure there was a bit more to it than that but it was skimming the surface, searching for understanding and interest. Although his reply of her own question earned an apologetic tapping of her tail. She didn't know what he meant by Heda but tension was present and she had no plans to egg it on further. I see. She responded softly as she gazed up at him. Perhaps she should have been thinking of apologies or how to rectify the tension but as she looked upon him she could only think of one thing —

Did he always look this nice in the mornings? And it probably showed in her mesmerized face that she was thinking a lot more about other things than the serious topics at hand.