Ch. 146: The Origin Of Pandora (I)
Talos led me to one of the seats nearby and hovered over to the fridge. "What do you want to drink? Beer? Milk?"
I crossed my hands and leaned back into the seat and spoke. "You know why I'm here yet you choose to mock me."
She turned back to the fridge and I heard the clinking of glasses. "Beer it is then."
She really still never listened to me. "So how did things go with Hephestus and you?"
She handed me a bottle and sat next to me. "As you can guess we made up. You were right about guilt holding me down, it made me irrational. Feelings sure are a drag."
I took a little gulp before setting the bottle back on the table. "I don't remember saying that ever but continue."
