Love Everlasting

Safrin merely waved her hand. "Humanity has become so touchy, lately." The goddess mused, thinking of her recent conversation with Jigano. "That you asked something of me that I could not provide isn't a situation that requires an apology, or whatever guilt you are holding on to." Taking Roana's hand, the ex-captain would feel a star-white pulsing of energy surging pleasantly through her veins as Safrin's magic worked within her. It didn't take long though, and quickly the connection was broken. Holding Roana's fingers gently for a moment, Safrin shook her head. "He is not here, nor was he ever. Whatever images you have seen of him were plucked from your mind by Ludo...nothing more." Softly the goddess frowned, though she'd not make hazy what needed to be clear facts. " I am sorry." Safrin the devil is not as black as he is painted