"Ah, it was - well, not a joke, but I was trying to find a delicate way of putting it. It was meant to be a set with the clothes I gave you. They're what you wear beneath. Undergarments, that is." So, like Victoria's Secret. "Which... I'm not sure you may want to use if someone else has used them already, but there's no guarantee that will have happened. While I realize that and the tongue stud may be especially difficult to locate, if you find someone with even just one of them, you may be able use that person to find the others," Francis suggested.<br/><br/>"No, because you're young, because you hadn't received your Visitation yet, I don't think it was you they were targeting, just the birthrights I was to deliver to you - at least, I think that's the case. I can't say for certain."<br/><br/>Francis sighed again as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Honestly, after this, I really do wish I could stay until things were fixed, at least until you had back the birthrights I lost. But... that isn't my decision to make. I can petition your father and the rest of the pantheon for leave to do so... but they may be more inclined to punish me for my shortcomings, if they don't have any other assignments that are top priority.<br/><br/>"As for your father... Do you remember the stories I used to tell you about the man who held the sun in the sky for nine months? He had a club that could slay nine men with a blow, and with the handle, bring them back to life. He had a bottomless cauldron, from which no man would leave unsatisfied, and a magic harp which put the seasons in the proper order. Do you remember his name?"