It was the country, rather than the name, that yank yank yanked at Kaden’s thoughts. Greece. It should have only been a country. But lately -
Back in the department store, Ava had got inside a guy’s mind. And the woman at the cafe, too. But I gave you a fifty she’d said, when she hadn’t. She said it was all about persuasion, like it was some kind of trick, but… it was a proper Jedi mind trick, that’s what it had been.
He didn’t know the name Peitho, but he felt for sure it wasn’t a mortal name. He reached out for the proffered cheese, his hand clumsy, and his eyes on Luna.
Look - he was already in deep with the questions he was asking today. But the words is she a goddess tripped his tongue. “Is she - Ava - Pei - Peitho - imported from Greece as well?”