Continued from (x) // @illuminatedgod
"Ever the persistent one..." Embla muttered under her breath, Askr had always been optimistic and overbearingly so, but... it was a strangely nice sentiment. Despite the holiday of being about mortals celebrating their untimely deaths- their lives. Askr chose to spend such a night... with her. Not the prince and princess, not the other heroes he'd become so fond of, but her. She could have retracted her hand at any moment with enough force or a simple zap of some sort of pinch or magic, but she let the divine dragon have his ways.
"How is it... that you chose me to spend the New Year with?" The god asked, turning her eyes up towards him, he'd always been much taller than her. Just the way it was with everything.
"Don't waste your wish on me. If these hopeless mortals' wishes truly do come true, they should use theirs to wish for longer lives. Making use of the time they have is pointless when all of them will eventually perish and none remain. For a god to make a wish similar to the ways that humans do... I will not do it. I am separate from them. I do not need to follow their traditions. I am well aware there's a good chance that I will spend this year just the same as every other. With Elm and-" She paused, interrupted by her own thoughts and desires. Embla could never tell Askr such delicate matters. She wouldn't reveal her denial in such obvious ways, either.
"If I were to wish for something," The white haired woman spoke, softening for even just a moment, "I would want things to be different." She admitted, finding no point in fighting him for much longer. She made a small hmph, before the night sky caught her red and gray eyes. A cold breeze blew through the air, though she was used to such temperatures, she wondered if the cow god would freeze.