Alex sighed as she fell into her couch nearby. Color came back to her face and she reverted back into her relaxed self. 

"Well, it sounds like you have been through a lot of s*** lately, Prince of Asgard," she replied in a mocking tone. She readjusted her position and laid her book down on the cluttered coffee table. 

"I knew there was something... odd about you when I first met you. I just couldn't put my finger on what you were. Gladly, now I know." I grin spread across her face. 

"Oh, and don't worry. You're not boring me. Actually, I enjoy hearing about other people's backstories." 

Suddenly, Alex began to giggle. She leaned back into the pillows of the couch and clutched her arms for support. 

[i]A god[/i], she thought, [i]Of all the people I could have let into my house, I chose a god! I wonder what Grace would think if she found out about this.[/i]