Sheepishly sneaking away.
Ruina spilled the beans. She knew she did. And the expression on Dike's face was horrible.
Making quick excuses, Ruina slipped away from her father's steps, leaving Dike to come to grips with what she just learned. Ruina was no good at comforting, and grief made her uncomfortable.
So the little goddess of destruction wandered into the Greek Quarters, trying to find where Strife would be.
And there. There at the fountain. Who was that?! She was tall and blonde and really really pretty, but definitely not Greek!
She'd find Strife later.
Traipsing over to the fountain, she eyed the new goddess.
"Is that your natural color? You're... so... golden! I don't think that Apollo's hair is even THAT blonde!"
Making quick excuses, Ruina slipped away from her father's steps, leaving Dike to come to grips with what she just learned. Ruina was no good at comforting, and grief made her uncomfortable.
So the little goddess of destruction wandered into the Greek Quarters, trying to find where Strife would be.
And there. There at the fountain. Who was that?! She was tall and blonde and really really pretty, but definitely not Greek!
She'd find Strife later.
Traipsing over to the fountain, she eyed the new goddess.
"Is that your natural color? You're... so... golden! I don't think that Apollo's hair is even THAT blonde!"