"You don't think you're a goddess... heh, you're beautiful enough to be considered one." He wasn't sure she could actually understand when he spoke. He tapped the chalk in thought. She was in some kind of healing thing. He didn't know what exactly she was driving at. Was it some kind of healing spring. Maybe it's what gos went to when they wanted to sleep or in Malina's case managed to get themselves injured.<br/><br/>He began writing himself after a moment.<em>Goddess or not, I woke you up. I feel responsible for you.</em>He didn't know what she needed or wanted. He thought back to where he should have terrible scars and how she had healed him.<em>I don't claim to know what you're talking about, and I don't know if I want to know, but I will keep you safe.</em><br/><br/>Atrius thought she was a strange, aloof young woman. She was very pretty. However, when he was looking in her bright eyes he thought of another question that might help him understand the mystery in front of him.<em>Alina, what were you before you took the long sleep?</em>He thought that was a pertinent question. There was a part of him who wanted to know Malina, but there was a part that was terrified of what he might find out. He was only a simple woodsman, these affairs were those of gods.