Logan shifted as he spun away from the attack, stilling when she backed off then shifting back to his human form. "Note to self, don't wake the sleeping dragon" He said then chuckled softly. "I am sorry, given what past you have shared, I should have known better."
Phoebe lowered her eyes again. "If it pleases you to tend to a mortal such as myself, I certainly won't protest, my Lady," she choked out. Emotion welled up in her voice. She knew the knowledge she sought, but her memories of her capture and holding as an egg machine for that man we're blurry at best, nightmarish at worst. " I'm sure the father is held against his will as well," she murmered, half to herself and half to Goddess Fay.
Asclepius looked down at her diminutive form, her sparkling wings practically glowing with color. "Most lovely lady, to see you so sad for the rest of your days would be a waste of immortality! I may pass beyond the veil, but from my body will be reborn so many things! Every blade of grass and every little mouse serves it's function in the great web, and so must I. Have you seen the solemn places in the wilds, the ones bursting with energy, despite magic being seemingly scarce in this realm? Many of these places are final resting places for the most powerful of magic wielders, where our bodies give back to the land. Don't mourn me, celebrate the next generation as an extension of myself, for I will live on in future generations, like my family lives on in my library, in the highest solemn mountains, the deepest secret glades, a rare flower....
Fay smiled again and nodded. "It pleases me to see my friends happy, for however long you last in this plane." She said softly.
Phoebe said nothing, nodding her aquiescence. She wanted to believe that Asclepius could be a father figure to these wyrmlings, but she just wasn't ready to face him yet. There was too much hurt inside her yet, and even though she knew he wasn't at fault, it still felt easier to blame him. But if she could find their real father, maybe, something? But what? She was stuck here, and cut off from her artifacts, stripped of her magic tools and stones, with but a little bit of time gone by since her rescue. She could not leave the eggs for more than a day or two unattended, so even if he was trapped or worse, not only would she feel useless, she would be a faceless stranger claiming he be father to her brood.
The vents were dark except for when a intake vent was visible. She paused to look into the room it revealed to see if it was Dominic's office. But was disappointed to find a locker room, so she kept moving forward.
Anubis turned his attention upon the youngster and thought on the possible locations of such a building. "It would be at waters edge and used as a cargo holding facility, most likely. There is several here. Did you by chance see a name on the building? Of note the color of the outside? " He queried further with a speculative frown.
Xatia fluttered her wings slightly as she tipped her head to reflect upon this earth tradition. "I will certainly try to do as you ask, Asclepius. If I were to lament just one thing in this whole happenstance, it would be not knowing you sooner. Perhaps when this war is over, I can occupy my time with something other then bringing death to others. " She said with a measure of sadness. She did however smile brightly and said honestly, " Your transformation sounds monumental and glorious indeed. I'll marvel at the wonders that are to be a part of it and delight in your memory for sure. " She sighed softly before she moved to nuzzle his thumb lightly.
Kali tried to move as silently as she could as she followed, glancing at the openings as they passed them. She did want to be out of here soon, but they had to find the office to get the collars off and possibly free the others kept here.
