The goddess smiled as she saw Kali hop in joy before watching Adela glide over to her chair, kicking away her original outfit as if it were unneeded now or perhaps even unwanted. It wasn't long before Adela spoke, out of disbelief, whispering wisdoms to Kali- whom followed suit. At first, Cecilia wasn't sure if she should be insulted or impressed, but upon a few moments she decided impressed was the better reaction of the two. [b][color=fd0347]"I see that you're becoming more used to my presence.. that's quick."[/color][/b] Pursing her lips quietly, she glanced between the two and finally let out a sigh, offering a slight shrug. [b][color=fd0347]"No show.. no specific purpose.. simply put, you asked for proof, so I gave you what I could - without destroying my shrine. Besides, it looks better now.."[/color][/b]

As if adorning a more causal demeanor, she pulled a chair next to one of the tables, almost as if to push it in. Instead, she hopped onto the seat, spun around and plopped her arse right onto the table like some common warrior at an inn. Without missing a beat, she propped her elbows on her knees, folded her hands and rested her chin on them. [b][color=fd0347]"So now you either believe or you do not.. and if you don't, I'll fade away into nothingness once more.. though.."[/color][/b] She glanced at them, with a curious expression on her face. [b][color=fd0347]"No mortal mage can weave magic without words or gestures."[/color][/b]

Cecilia sat in silence for a brief moment, tilting her head as her eyes gazed at the stone floor. [b][color=fd0347]"In truth, I'm not sure what to do. It is.. rare.. that a deity that was once forgotten, gets prayers to awaken them again. So I'm at a loss. Though I will say one thing for sure - and perhaps this will lose my tiny following.."[/color][/b] She lifted her head and put folded her arms in her lap, looking right at Adela. [b][color=fd0347]"I'm not going to bed you. I don't know you. Besides, how often have [i]you[/i] heard of a deity bedding a mortal?"[/color][/b] she asked with an amused smirk. [b][color=fd0347]"I'd say that was certainly one of the boldest prayers I've ever heard."[/color][/b] The smell of rain still penetrated the shrine, but the night was growing closer as the light from the sun started to fade, giving to the sounds of gentle crickets and the few occurrences of an owl. While some may have worried about seeing in the dark, somehow the shrine seemed to amplify the light from the moon, coating the inside of the building with a gentle glow.