Lottie was surprised, but thrilled, that she was pulled in for an automatic hug. It was returned, with a heartfelt squeeze and a brief buss on the cheek of her own. When the other goddess, Idun, let her go to lean back, Philotes was already beaming at her. This was her kind of person! So often she met those that were shy, or reserved, or more likely to want to punch or stab. Though that last group generally described most of her family and a good half of her pantheon. To find a happy goddess that liked hugging? Lottie was over the moon!
And Idun wasn't lost. Which was definitely a plus, because it meant at least one of them knew where they were, and where to go next. That would be terribly helpful. After they finished looking at whatever it was that the Norse goddess had. Philotes understood that she got it in China, which was exciting enough on it's own, but also that had something to do with fire. Well, it was right in the title, wasn't it? Fireworks.
“What's a firework?” Lottie asked with blatant curiosity. She'd never even heard of such a thing, at least not that she knew of. Maybe it was something she was familiar with but she would recognize it by another name. Maybe firework was a Chinese colloquialism. Truthfully, though, it didn't look like anything she'd ever seen before.
“What does it do?” she wanted to know. “I mean, other than possibly set things on fire, which you already suggested, and really the name alone sort of hints that there will be fire, which could be a little tricky, but I see you picked a very wide open field, at least I think it's pretty wide open, I mean, it's dark, but it seems to me that the trees are pretty far off, because I think that's what that dark smudge over there is, right? So we're pretty much in the middle of the field, just in case there's going to be a fire. Will there be a fire, do you think? What does it do?”