Nonetheless, Luca quickly covered it up, not wanting to raise any suspicions.
And since he didn't want to dwell on this particular topic for too long, he leaned forward, changing the subject with practiced ease.
"So...is it possible for you to do something about the Goddess of Fertility?"
The Goddess of Space regarded him with quiet regret.
"I understand she used to be dignified." Luca continued, choosing his words with care. "But I can't keep letting her ruin everything over and over."
"So, is it possible—just like how mortals handle someone who's lost their mind—to gather a few goddesses and contain her somewhere safe?"
"A place where she can't reach anyone. Where she could actually be looked after."
He met her eyes. "It would be better for everyone. And maybe even better for her."
He looked at her hopefully, waiting for her agreement.
But the Goddess of Space shook her head slowly.
