She just grinned, giving him a little wink. He absolutely was hot and deserved to hear it. Apparently way more often than he did.
"That...is not exactly the fatherly reunion story I'd hoped for. Way more Jerry Springer than Eastenders." Honestly, she couldn't quite believe it. It was hard reconciling the Wednesday she knew for the man he had just described. Killing an innocent woman for his own personal gain?
"Did he know? Who you were, I mean? When he chose you?" Obviously gods got into wars. That was half of mythology, after all. The other half, as far as she knew, was Zeus being unable to keep it in his pants. Apparently Odin had a similar problem.