<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_et9ttl8zdzQ/TD_-vwBMOGI/AAAAAAAAN5E/eP7JumXuE2M/s1600/1a3f651e06434edab4aee510aaf9f5b6.jpg)</div><br/>Michelle nodded as she listened, frowning sympathetically at the mention of adoption.  She couldn't even imagine what that would be like; her mother gave her a hard time sometimes, but she knew that her father was proud of her and that everything was going well for her so far.  Perhaps it was something about Loki or the Norse; she would have to look into it.<br/><br/>She looked over as the man with the patch came by.  It made her wonder something; most people didn't wear eyepatches anymore, not in the modern day, and other Scions should have little trouble in healing such injuries in a place so diligently saturated with the supernatural.  It made her wonder, at least, until it was confirmed that the man named himself as Odin.  She gave a soft nod of her head of deference, deciding to hold off for the time being on doing anything unusual.<br/><br/>When the mention of Loki came up, she frowned with sympathy to Lupo, her own way of saying that she didn't judge the girl harshly even if the dad was an outright villain.  At the mention of her father being a rascal and a good man, however, she couldn't help but beam with pride.<br/><br/>She listened as David mentioned his divine parent.  She'd never heard of Nezha, but she suddenly noticed something as the name was explained.  "So we're all tricksters of a sort."  Her smile only grew, glad that she wasn't going to be thrown into combat situations which she didn't feel sure she'd be able to make it through.<br/>