Man, she really was a bipolar sort of person, wasn't she? From indignant to grovelling, all wrapped up in a delicious bundle of swinging emotions. However, Alier was curious about her rather bold claim about being a spirit. It would make sense then, that something that's already 'dead' couldn't just die by falling through the sky and destroying a house. As she started a dramatic speech about vengeance and fate, the young man simply focused on eating the soup that Azil brought in, nodding with appreciation at the maid. It was a bit better than the soup that he could make, after all, even though his pride as an independent adult only allowed him to think of it as 'slightly better' than his own cooking.

[b]"So, what you're saying is that there's more than one goddess, they all control different territories...and for whatever reason, killing the goddess that killed my goddess is going to save this place? Mind explaining the reasoning behind this?"[/b]