As time passed, Riley's conversation with the goddess continued — drifting from heavy topics to things he thought she could safely answer.
Bit by bit, he gathered what he needed.
Maybe not everything, but enough for now.
He wanted to ask more — to dig deeper, to understand the truths hidden between her words — but he knew better.
Everything came with a price, especially when you were dealing with the forces that bound and rejected fate itself.
So instead, the tension slowly faded, and their talk turned lighter.
They began speaking about smaller things — meaningless, maybe, but strangely comforting.
About his days in the academy, about the people he'd met, and about how he saw the world from his own perspective.
In return, Eris shared a few glimpses of her own "life" inside her realm — what she does when time stretches endlessly, what she watches, what she wonders about when mortals sleep.
It was odd, really. For a being who created worlds, she sounded… almost human.
