"Well," Ariadne said, tucking her hair behind her ear again, although the gesture was less nervous this time, and a little more curious about that previous spark. "I've been with a God, of sorts," she borrowed his phrasing, though no one could deny Dion's wild divinity. "Though not for some time. And more recently I was dating one of my classmates, back home, although that wasn't anything serious. I haven't made many friends since arriving in New York. Everyone's very... busy, here, aren't they? You're the first stranger who's sat down for a chat with me." She smiled at him, warmly.
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