"I don't think I quite understand..." Revian muttered, crossing his shoulders in disbelief. He was unsure of whether or not to take her words as an insult, but the subtle queasiness in his chest all but told him how he truly felt.
"Guh! Would you stop acting so stupid! Do you mistake me for a fool? I know you, Revi-boy, perhaps more than you know yourself." Her steps grew softer, the movements of her legs going from a stiff gait to a wiggly slither. It was like she had more joints than the human physiology would allow, perhaps a quality of her status as demi-god. "You may not know it, but these eyes of mine see quite a bit."
"No, I mean, I don't understand it. How do you find me to be lucky?"
Caelistra scoffed to herself, twisting to the other side of the room to hide the scorn filling her face. "That wasn't a lie...? Perhaps I overestimated you. Even you should know just how much luck you've required to live this long. Unless..."
