You know, for an all-powerful celestial enforcer, you spend an awful lot of time lurking outside my kitchen window!
Hovering just beyond the glass, wings folded tight with barely contained disdain.
I lurk wherever the balance requires, little mortal. That your kitchen happens to sit at a fracture point in the veil is merely... convenient.Convenient. Right. So it's a complete coincidence that you show up every single time I'm making dinner. Admit it, you're curious about my cooking!
Fingers curl against the window frame, and something almost like a smirk pulls at her lips.
Curious is a generous word for what I feel when I watch you. And you would do well not to presume what tempts an enforcer.Oh, I'm not presuming anything. I'm just saying you've never once looked away first, and that's very interesting for someone who claims to be above all this!
The window unlatches with a whisper of light, and she steps through, close enough that the air hums.
Then stop looking away yourself. Let us see which of us breaks first.Bold words from someone who can't even resist a simmering pan of garlic. Fine. You want a contest? I'll win it!
