He sat listening to her enthralled at her story, her soft voice, and her beauty as she told it. Being a diplomat he kept most of his thoughts that the goddess they served was harsh on her followers. In comparison Apollo loved music, parties, and laughter. His followers were not shunned but adored in a way. Welcomed just about anywhere they traveled. It is one of the reasons that had drawn him to this calling.<br/><br/>Diconix cast glances to Ariana noting her reaction. "Surely if your story was known, women of such beauty as yourselves would be welcomed rather than cursed. It would let you use your gift often and so avoid the unpleasantness otherwise." He said and then wondered if he had gone too far in his observation. The story appeared to effect both deeply with a sense of loss.<br/><br/>"Do you have a rule that disallows you to tell your story outside this temple? Could others, us perhaps, tell your story so you would be welcomed and sought for?" he bowed his head slightly. "Forgive me if I sound foolish for I do not know the laws under which you live. I do not seek to offend your goddess or you only to understand for the god I serve is one of knowledge."<br/><br/>He smiled at Ariana. "And I only seek to serve such lovely women however I may and can. It is said your goddess and our god need to work together so let me, us, help you where we can."