nadia scoffed , " as if you want to help me , any of you want to help me , or other mortals like me for that matter ! humans are just pieces in a game for you all ... "
“You don’t.”
Demeter responds, a simply shrug of her shoulders.
“Yet if you block your heart off so easily; if you do not accept help, what good will that do you in the end?”
Hmm. Could it be that she carried past trauma—or had bitter encounters with gods before? To him, her disdain for gods and demigods alike sounded less like distrust and more like pure hatred. What a disappointment, he thought, though a part of him couldn’t help but wonder —
" ah , those aren't common specialties nowadays . " she said with a nod . " there was a time when almost every witch dabbled in such . different times . " she says wistfully .