Ask her what her story is. You keep staring at her like that, she’ll call the cops or something. And I want my food. You want to know something, the... ask.’ ‘It’s an idea.’ Luke gave a slow nod. ‘I’m just not sure she’s the type to tell her story too easily.’ ‘You make things so complicated,’ Sol complained. ‘I come here for food, I get philosophy.’ He looked up as Emma came over with their plates, one in each hand. ‘If I wanted philosophy, I’d have ordered it, wouldn’t I?’ ‘Don’t think it’s on. You really should consider asking your dear mother to attend the birth.“Now, let me tell you why you must do this. First of all, Immortals cannot procreate among themselves; never have and never will because when they came into being, Mother Gaea or Erde or whatever name you wish to call her decreed there would be no more. They were, however, allowed to recruit mortals to birth what your literature refers to as demigods or half-gods, beings with abilities not equal to a god’s, but considerably. Can I come in?”Mindblind shrugged and answered, “Yeah.” His brother was one of the few people he let inside, even though Vladamir could be a pain at times. Deep down, he liked the way his younger sibling admired him – a sharp contrast to the way most people treated him.His room was utilitarian, meant for little more than sleeping and storing his things. The closest thing he possessed to decoration was the wooden frame where he hung his leather armor, shield, and sword.“You’re going on an. I slept in my shorts with my junk still tucked between my legs. I'm starting to enjoy the way it feels when I walk . My thighs squish my balls from side to side. I cleaned up the back yard and I was in the den picking up a few empty beer cans when I hear our bedroom door unlock. I know better than to go look down the hall, our bed room has a bath off of it so theres no need to come out of the bedroom to use the bath. If the door was being opened it was so they could come out. I was just going.