"Now, now." The god tuts under his breath, his hands smoothing down his daughter's unruly raven hair. "Never apologize for calling out to me." There is a smile audible in his voice, and his laughs gently against her as she pulses out the hugs he has requested.
As she pulled away, his smile remained sweet and patient despite the eagerness and anxiety that he could feel quaking off of her. If she thought her words would surprise him, she was wrong. Or at least if she had been successful, Mort's expression didn't change from one of adoration. "An ascended soul?" His head turns slightly to the side, one eye half-closing playfully to indicate incredulity. "Show me."
As she pulled away, his smile remained sweet and patient despite the eagerness and anxiety that he could feel quaking off of her. If she thought her words would surprise him, she was wrong. Or at least if she had been successful, Mort's expression didn't change from one of adoration. "An ascended soul?" His head turns slightly to the side, one eye half-closing playfully to indicate incredulity. "Show me."
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