Sorcha stops and twists her wrist out of his grasp. "Don't grab me. It's been a few years, it appears, so I've made my peace with it." She sits back down and sighs a little. "I suppose I could start with what I was doing in America... that is if you want the long version."

"Well this is new," Asa remarks quietly with a glance at Vic. She giggles a little. "You'd think the son of the goddess of love would be more in tune with his feewings."