Aphrodite was finally coming to terms with what she had done and she looked about as pale as someone could be.
"But... that's... it's too much... how could someone? It would really really hurt? Wouldn't it? I mean... just two was... caused some pain... and two more...? Plus this thing is that big around? I mean... I couldn't even begin..."
"When they were screaming from pain.... this is why. There was no love involved... except for maybe your own, as misguided as it was," Laz explained to her, not mashing his words. She was 800 years old after all... she should be able to deal with a least a bit of trauma he hoped.
"But... my daddy... he...."
