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“A positive ass—well that’s better than a negative ass, I’ll have to say.” He jested with her easily before having his smile widen ever so much more due to her comment. How could he not? Even though it proved to make him sad over time, speaking about his childhood with Persephone was a lighthearted subject for now. “I wanted to be a scary war god—you never allowed that to happen and I was so frustrated with you. You’re lucky I stayed your friend missy."
She snickered at the jest, unable to help herself. How often had they played with words to suit them for fun? She tipped her head to the side, "You were not a scary war god you were a pain putting dead things on my head because I wouldn’t bring them back for you.” She teased lightly, easily before she laughed. “I believe it is the other way around, War God. Everyone around me was always worried you were mean to me.”