“I will. Judge you, I mean.” Poppy said quickly after both a random strange girl and Timothy fell for such an act.

She didn’t have much, but she had a mind. And until she was being manipulated, she wouldn’t trust this woman. Poppy crossed the arms over her chest and wiggled her body in an attempt to awaken her sleeping limbs. Nevertheless, needle pricks sprinkled across her legs.

“There’s no reason for me to lie to you, you can read my mind already.” She explained. “I don’t know much about these powers, but they have some sort of connection to our personality and our skill set, that much is obvious. If your ability is to hypnotize people, shouldn’t your personality be manipulative?”

Despite the reason, a part of her was still doubtful. A part of her panged at the pitiful sight of the goddess nearly weeping. Still, she remained strong in her resolve. It was already said, what could she do about it now.