“No,” she said with a mixture of confusion and blatant old desert-goddess defiance. Which was exactly what it was. Right down to the flare of refusal in her eyes since for moment Ninkasi almost felt as if she was being forced to admit to something she didn't want to. She was never forced into anything. Not her. No matter how fun and happy she normally was, she was still from a very old pantheon with a very powerful family and demons that those not from her lands never understood.
Relaxing a touch after a breath, she added, “because that is impossible. Because I do not let these things happen. Because I am impatient and impulsive and if I want something and I want it bad enough, I'm going to get it as soon as I can. That's how I roll. That is pretty much how my father was before me and neither of us sit still.” Ninkasi frowned. “I'm too much like Enki, I know, I hear it enough. And his inability to keep his cock to himself is what crushed my would be mother...” She shoved a pretzel into her mouth, chewed and frowned harder, if that was possible.
“And then me and my siblings come along because how better to repair a failing relationship with clashing expectations and boundaries than springing forth a ton of kids like a damn seahorse.” A little shifting and she crossed one leg over the other. “It really didn't take a whole lot for me to decide if I wanted to just... enjoy whoever I wanted, I couldn't touch anyone who was involved with someone in any way or put myself in that... because I don't want to hurt anyone.”
Her hands needed to do something, though she wasn't sure what exactly, so they started fiddling with the edge of the table. “I've gone my entire life without any emotional... well, whatever the fuck is going on.”