After all, she had worshipped the Goddess for nearly a century; there was at least some respect.
"Wayne, would you like me to descend upon her so you can experience the joy of conquering darkness?" Idinis said with a glint in her eye, her eyes squinted with cold light.
To those unaware, it sounded like a threat!
"Ah, this..."
Wayne blinked, plain-speaking among the wise, and for an instant, his heart was tempted.
"No thanks, the Dark Goddess could descend upon Anna at any moment. Once your thoughts enter, you might well be taken back to the Divine Nation for research," Wayne shook his head in refusal.
"You could choose another Holy Maiden."
"I'm not that bored."
"Are you sure?"
"..."
Wayne was stumped and, after a moment's struggle, shook his head hard. To think is one thing, to act is another; discussions of his falling from grace could wait for another day.