Shady

She hesitated, considering. “If there was a change first, I didn’t notice it. I thought they were real to start with.”

(Ohhh shit is he gonna see Michael in her memories?) “What do you mean?”

(Nice!) She grimaced and nodded sympathetically. “I’m sorry… mine isn’t that bad… but I still have to deal with never knowing when your relatives are going to poof into existence ...

(Odd… crush? Is it the same woman?) “It’s not your fault,” she murmured with a nod. “…Now you know it’s not that great when a god chooses you. It’s… distressing.”

(Haha boy knew what he liked) She tensed. “Whoa.” She didn’t like that at all . “That’s freaky.”

(Dang! Good eye lol) “…Not really. But kind of. I guess.” She was quiet for a moment. “Like…” she thought. “The curtains in my house on my farm were blue ...

“… so is it like Ada? You can see the aura of truth?”

“…thank you.” She blushed and glanced away. “It’s… whatever.”

She furrowed her brow and shoved her free hand in her pocket, feeling violated even though she knew it wasn’t his fault.

Ky blinked, putting together what he’d said when he was still loopy. “You… when I touched you…” she glanced at him warily. He’d seen everything? Every emotion? Memory?

“What does that mean?”

“…So what did he say?”

She shuffled after him, glancing around again. Two gods in one night. That probably wasn’t a good sign.

She eyed him as she pushed herself to her feet, nodding. He was going to be even more insufferable about this than usual, wasn’t he? Seemed so.

“…Yes,” she agreed, glancing down at it.