"Vanora Vale, but everyone calls me Nora." Her parents had a flare and affinity for fantasy stories and her name had been something her mother felt sounded like a princess or queen from some tale filled with elves and mystical beasts.  Her father had been the one with the abilities, her mother had been relatively normal, but had a deep and abiding love of magic.  No one called her by her full name, very few people even really knew it, but she felt the need to tell him.  Maybe it was because he spared her.<br/><br/>Though she was glad that Abernus was gone, the way he said it to her did not illicit any sort of reaction he might expect.  She didn't protest his teasing or react in anger.  She simply nodded, her face passive and pensive, and took another bite of her food.<br/><br/>"Good," was all she said, and she let the topic pass at that.  He had done in a few minutes what she had failed to do for several years.  It helped that he had access to Abernus and ley lines.  Nora had tried to track Abernus for years without much luck.  He was trickery than most demons.<br/><br/>She listened as he explained what he was, but she realized it was all really semantics.  "God" was just a name that those with more power than mortals had adopted and some used it more freely than others.  Despite his earlier behavior, it seemed he was humble enough not to call himself that.  She arched her brow as he said that she could call him a god, and it sent a strange tingle through her.  The sensation was foreign and unfamiliar.  It caused her to think of Will again.  Will had pursued her slowly and claimed he knew from the moment he met her, from the second he caught her scent, that she was meant to be his mate.  It was a wolf thing.  Nora had taken decidedly more convincing.<br/><br/>Yet here, with this powerful stranger, she wondered if Will had felt something similar.  Nora felt drawn to him and electricity seemed to crackle along the line between them once again.<br/><br/>"I think if I'm going to be using the word 'God,' it'll probably be more in the context of 'oh god, oh god.'  I'm not really one for titles."  She arched a brow, volleying his playfulness back at him.  She took another bite and her brow crinkled.  She swallowed and looked at him with some scrutiny in her eyes.<br/><br/>"I'm guessing there's no 'Mrs.' Goddess of the leyline...Or does she just not mind you taking advantage of humans in your...gate?"  As soon as she said it, she felt regret.  Not because she wasn't curious, but because this continue to feel more like a first date and less like a strange arrangement that as made because of her mistake.