"He shows frustration where I would expect none," Freyja said. "That alone I could put down to simple stresses, but..." she considered her words carefully. "That I see him mask it, that is unusual. Freyr and I are one, we are joined, and we don't hide our feelings from each other. He has shown great distaste towards the presence of my cat, has continuously slipped out of my requests to come to his house, and when I've refused him sexually I have felt the threat of retaliation lingering below the surface. That is not my Freyr."