"All Gods are flawed, whether we mean for them to be or not. Zeus had his quirks but he was not the only one running after every person he fancied. I've always believed that much of mortality and life can be found in the stories of the Gods." Lyra shrugged, smiling as her fingers continued to trace the lightning bolt doddles.
"Thank you, Preston." She blushed. "I work for Ace as well, but Aine has always had the qualities of soul that make my lyrics sing."
Drinking her chai, Lyra laughed. Her smile flickering with the thoughts of her parents, that she quickly pushed off knowing her face told all her thoughts in real-time. "You were going to university for Law, right?"