Thrudd was a bit of a late bloomer.
She was thousands of years old, but never expressed any romantic or sexual attraction to anyone, while her other siblings had already gotten married by now.
Thrudd always thought she had no idea of what she might like.
Because her family and herself were already the supernatural pinnacle of attractiveness, she cared about looks a lot less than most, if not everyone.
Besides… her real face didn't exactly look this pretty. She was a 350 meter tall Nevi'im. Most of their true faces weren't exactly erotic.
Thrudd had previously confided in her mother that she was worried she would never experience that romantic kind of love that almost everyone in their house seemed to have.
It was a real worry for her. She thought maybe she was broken in some way.
The only thing that Eris could tell her was that even if she never got into a romantic situation, there would still be nothing wrong with her.
