Well that was... certainly something. Norah couldn't do much but just blink wide eyed'ly and nod her head here and there until she was done explaining all of this. Weren't gods and goddesses supposed to not have things wrong like this? Wasn't that what was supposed to make them a god or a goddess? but then there were Romans and Greeks and god knew all of them were screwed up. Well if you believed Edith Hamilton or took a class at school.
In any case she sat back a little trying to take it all in. Did that help things? She didn't know. "Well.." she began, pursing her lips, "It seems like a case of nature versus nurture except for the part where really your nature and your nurture have teamed up against you and everything externally. Your inner nature says you can't have all of these things, and even your life suggests that. That doesn't mean you can't change, it just means that it's.. well extremely unlikely. A person born as a serial killer doesn't always have to be that way, but it takes a lot to change. You just have to decide if he's worth the change. If he's not worth it.. if you don't want to change, then you can't. Not with something like this."