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If any part of Evan was worried about the volume of Xavier's moan rather than purely relishing it, it was too buried at this point to show itself in the slightest. As the boy started to push against Evan's grip, the captain released Xavier's neck and pulled back just enough to see the boy's grin, and show off his own.

Gods, this was a rush, for so many different reasons. Evan was elated to finally be doing this with Xavier, and beyond ecstatic that the boy had wanted it too. He was loving holding the boy down, and enjoying feeling him start to test the edges of the current situation. Insofar as the issue of their ranks crossed his mind, at present it was mostly just thrilling. And, honestly, it was such a huge fucking relief, to not be Xavier's captain for a damn minute. To not be anyone's captain for a damn minute, really. Right now, he was just a man, swimming in his desire for another.

... But something else stuck about that, furrowing Evan's brow just slightly as he tried to figure out what it was.

He didn't particularly have time to, though, before Xavier went full-swing into trying to throw him off balance. Evan tried to pry his attention back into his body again, assuring himself that if he managed to keep Xavier down through an earnest attempt to throw him, it would be such a good fucking rush. But, the argument didn't quite stick. Not only did Evan feel distracted by whatever nebulous fucking worry was coming up, but he wasn't even sure he really wanted to keep Xavier down. It'd stroke his pride, sure, but...

Hesitation went and largely made the decision for him, as he just couldn't pull enough focus or determination into his muscles in time to keep Xavier's attempt from working, at least partially. Evan had to let go of Xavier's wrists and lean his body weight back more on his knees to keep from losing balance. Course, that also raised his center of gravity, which Xavier could absolutely take advantage of to finish toppling the captain over, but Evan slipped his hands beneath Xavier's shirt and dug his nails into the boy's hips just above his pants. It was partly just what he wanted to do; partly a strategic move to pin down the boy's hips at least to disrupt some next moves he might make; and partly an attempt to provide hopefully-distracting sensation, perhaps induce more delectable shudders from the boy's body before he was able to fully follow through.

Xavier was fully prepared to put all his energy into rolling Evan over, wanting to taste the feeling of being in control of Evan again, but he wasn't at all prepared for the sensation of Evan slipping his hands under his shirt, the warm blood coursing there making Evan's fingers feel delectably chilly. And then his nails. The pricking brought all Xavier's attention to his hips, and he nearly thrust against Evan's hands out of a desire for Evan's fingers to continue moving down. Instead, Xavier's hips dipped and shivered before Dehaljadrun reminded the body of its intention, and Xavier used his leg as leverage to continue toppling Evan over. 

Wasting no time, Xavier scrambled onto Evan so he was straddling him and leaned over to pin his wrists. In this position, Xavier's hair slid out of the goddess' purple eyes, and the corner of Xavier's mouth raised significantly, giving him a smirk, which, given that Evan was underneath him and he was pleased that he had managed to get on top again, did not look completely out of place on Xavier's face. Still, it was undeniable that the goddess had at least a small part to play in the overall expression. 

With Xavier leaned over, his charm having fallen out of his shirt and dangling between them, the bulge in Xavier's pants nearly touched Evan's, and Dehaljadrun coaxed memories of the negotiation, of the way Evan dragged his fingers over his body, into Xavier's mind, causing his cock to move involuntarily. The goddess was thrilled about the possible chain reaction of sensation that threatened to push all of them further into bliss.

Evan really couldn't complain about having elicited that delightful shiver from Xavier, even if the boy had still managed to collect himself and get the captain once more onto his back. Honestly, most of him was thrilled to be forced back to this position, and a certain sort of excitement warmed his torso and absolutely lit up his face, compounded when Xavier went the extra step of pinning Evan's wrists. The captain gave some earnest but playful resistance to that - enough to make Xavier definitely have to work for it, but not enough to stop it from happening. His smile as he looked up at Xavier was just about as warm and excited as Xavier had ever seen it-- until he registered the color of the boy's eyes.

Fuck.

A spike of panic arose, over a couple different things, pretty well shattering the warm glowing excitement he'd had going on. It was bad enough when the goddess had simply borrowed Xavier's form but the boy himself was fully elsewhere, but that had definitely been Xavier before. ... Right? Some melodramatic part of Evan's brain worried whether it had been the goddess all along, playing him like a fucking fiddle, but he reassured himself that Xavier's eyes had been their usual color up until just a moment ago. Granted, he didn't really know for certain whether that actually meant all that much, but gods it was too fucking devastating to entertain the possibility that Xavier hadn't been in control from the start.

"Let Xavier go." Evan said firmly, his silver-blue eyes narrowing harshly to convey his irritation with the goddess meddling here. Oh, beneath the panic and the frustration, there was arousal and a different sort of excitement, too, both of the sentiments mostly roiling in his gut and pulsing in his cock, which took quite a bit of willpower to only respond to with slightly tensed muscles as that fucking cock ring reacted. Still, Evan put that effort in, and did his very fucking best to ignore those aspects of his state as he shot a biting glare into the goddess' eyes. He wanted her to know he wasn't fucking kidding around here.

Dehaljadrun felt a wave of satisfaction roll through Xavier's body once Evan realized she was present. It was intoxicating to Xavier and nearly kept him distracted enough from realizing what the hell Evan was talking about. 

Let him go? What did that even...? But then Xavier thought about the ways it seemed like his body was acting on its own and his mouth was speaking without his permission, and suddenly it all clicked into place. The goddess was inside his body? 

Whoa... cool!

But, wait, also, this could be very bad. Was Xavier going to lose his mind? Hadn't she agreed not to attack any of the soldiers anymore? Xavier was immensely grateful he had worn his charm. At least, if she was going to try to come through anyway, his mind was more protected than it would have been. 

Then, Xavier realized how this might look to Evan. He was deeply worried that Evan might think the goddess had been in control the entire time, and... she hadn't been, right? No, surely at least up to when Xavier sat down on the ground he was making his own decisions, right? Ugh, he couldn't tell for sure, but he knew that what he was feeling toward Evan--all the arousal, all the desire, all the... well--was authentic, even if the goddess was exaggerating Xavier's actions. 

Mmmmm... but also, having the goddess inside him. Somehow that made the fact that she was a woman less of an issue of Xavier's mind. Now, he could simply enjoy her presence for a moment, at least until he started to panic about what this actually meant for the situation. What was she playing at? What did she want? Xavier was frustrated that he didn't seem to have access to her thoughts the way she surely had access to his. Was there any way to get her out of here? 

But also, the way Evan had issued his command thrilled Xavier. It made it absolutely clear that Evan cared about Xavier, and given the past few moments with Evan, Xavier had a difficult time believing that that care related to just the fact that Xavier was part of Evan's unit. Oooh! Evan looked so angry! If Xavier had more control over his body, he might have giggled. When Xavier set all the worry about the situation aside for a moment, this wasn't a bad place to watch from. Hadn't he wanted to know what had happened between Evan and the goddess? 

Dehaljadrun was highly amused both at Xavier's reactions and Evan's, and a smug expression appeared on Xavier's face. 

"Now why on earth would I do that? He's enjoying it," the goddess purred as she moved Xavier's body back as far as she could without letting go of Evan's wrists, lowered the body so the two men were touching, and slid slowly back up to her original position. She was keenly aware of how tenuous the situation between Xavier and Evan was and wanted to use it to her advantage however possible. And, also, she supposed, somewhere deep down, after being present to see and hear and know the feelings they had for each other, she was just the slightest, tiniest bit... jealous. 

"The deal was you'd stop attacking our soldiers." Evan replied sharply.

The captain was frustrated and somewhat alarmed that the goddess was interfering with them outside of the nights he'd promised to spend in her realm - hadn't the priestess said that the goddess couldn't go against her word? Ughhh, that probably meant he'd fucked something up in their initial negotiation, which was not a good feeling. He'd just stood in front of Mizu not long ago assuring her that he had this under control, and now he was pinned beneath the goddess while she did one of the very things he'd set out specifically to prevent her from doing. Fuuuuck. He might be reckless and at times overconfident, but Evan never intended to talk out his ass, and he fucking hated worrying that he'd inadvertently misrepresented what he'd actually accomplished to his commander.

He was kind of grateful, awkwardly, for the hot, magnetic feeling of Xavier's body touching his, pulling his attention up out of the spiral it'd started falling into and back into his body and all the swirling arousal that was there. His hips couldn't help but buck up off the ground again, trying to follow the boy's body as the goddess moved it away. A groan escaped the captain's lips before he could silence it, its sound heavy and dripping with the frustration and desire that he felt. He started to hate his wrists being pinned, though he wasn't sure what he'd do with his hands even if they were free. Parts of his brain just wanted to pull Xavier close and hold him, while other parts wanted desperately to get the upper hand on the goddess again. He thought of how fucking good it had felt to get his fingers around the goddess' throat last night, but then... in the present situation, that'd entail his fingers around Xavier's throat, which... some part of him liked the thought of, which fucking terrified the rest of him.

Suddenly very desperately needing to do something, Evan made an earnest attempt to wrench his arms free from the goddess' grasp, a frustrated growl rumbling in his throat as he did.

The goddess was highly amused at all the anxieties swirling in Evan's mind and how quickly they left when she was touching him. It was delicious, and when he imagined having his hand around her neck, she almost made an audible gasp, but she held strong. The more she lost control, the more difficult it would become to stay in Xavier's body without causing damage. Not to mention that her grip on staying present in the body at all was shaky at best. 

Speaking of, the charm dangling between Evan and Xavier made her incredibly nervous. She had an impulse to momentarily free one of Evan's hands to shove the charm back into Xavier's shirt, but there was no way to do that without losing the upper hand in the situation.

Evan's struggle, however, brought her focus back to Evan directly, and the growl he emitted from his throat hit Dehaljadrun hard. Gods, she'd been waiting for what felt like days to have him again. She wanted to bite Evan's neck, to sink her teeth into him again, but Xavier fought back.

You can't do that! Xavier yelled at the goddess mentally. The goddess' purple eyes briefly flashed brown as Xavier attempted to regain control over the body. 

Can't I? You have no idea how much you would enjoy it. The goddess then imagined exactly what she planned to do and allowed Xavier to experience not only the way it would make him feel but also how his body would respond to the sensation while she amplified everything inside him. 

Xavier inwardly moaned and sank underneath a potent wave of passion, but the goddess kept composure. Xavier's desire for the action was all the permission she needed to do it with his body, and with Evan still trying to wrench out of the goddess' grip, she leaned down, pressed their bodies together, and sunk her teeth into the right side of Evan's throat, releasing her own satiated moan as her teeth dug in deeper and her lips sucked briefly at the spot. She pulled away much sooner than she knew Evan would want and spoke. 

"I said I would release them. Besides, this isn't an attack. Your lieutenant is still very much intact." The goddess used Xavier's body to lean down again, blowing gently over the area that she had bitten before moving closer to his ear. "He's just momentarily completely and totally incapacitated by his desire for you." She didn't feel it relevant to mention that her own desire for Evan was certainly playing a role. 

Xavier, upon hearing the goddess use his voice to speak, pulled himself out of the bliss and quickly became horrified. Dear gods! What else was she going to tell Evan? She had complete access to Xavier's thoughts, as far as Xavier could tell, and there seemed to be little he could do to have an impact on her from here.

Dehaljadrun let Evan's hands go and sat up with a smirk as if daring him to do something.

((OOC: We're going to say Xavier's eyes are actually brown because that's what's true. Lol. We can't just go giving Xavier everything he wants. Lol. Hopefully the timeline here makes sense, too.))

Warring spikes of frustration and excitement swelled in Evan's chest as the goddess held strong against his attempt to break free. Arguably he'd seen it coming - both the goddess overpowering him, and his own internal responses to it. A part of him did love being beneath goddess, more or less at her mercy. While he was being honest with himself, he also kind of loved that she had sought him out this way, if he set aside the irritation of her meddling with Xavier and interrupting their interactions. As much as it could cause problems, there was certainly something flattering about holding enough of the goddess' attention that she felt like pestering him outside of the time he'd already promised her.

... Unless this was just her way of starting their second night? Another flash of anger re-sharpened Evan's expression at the thought that the goddess might once again rob him of the chance to debrief with Xavier before whisking Evan away. He was on the cusp of saying something about it, though the words hadn't quite formed yet - and they never got the chance to, as the goddess pressed Xavier's body against his again, and then sank the boy's teeth into Evan's neck.

The captain shuddered in response to the sensation, and then groaned and rocked his hips against the boy's body as the goddamn cock ring once again did its thing. Fuck, his cock was really fucking starting to ache for some attention that wasn't just getting shocked over and over again. Still, he couldn't help but sink into the bite on his neck, the goddess' moan, Xavier's lips against his skin. He would have sunk pretty deeply, but the goddess pulled back all too soon, leaving Evan a bit breathless and his brow furrowed in a more raw show of desire than he would have liked. He reeled it in back towards irritated quickly enough - which the goddess blowing on his neck solidified, as Evan was certainly irritated at the shiver that induced - but then the goddess described Xavier as 'incapacitated by his desire' for Evan, which went and re-furrowed the captain's brow all over again. Fuuuuck that was delicious to think about.

Gods he wanted Xavier so badly.

And he also wanted the goddess, too. Deeply.

Some part of him chided that shouldn't he be thrilled to have them both at the same time, then? And, ugh, yes, absolutely, this was a particular sort of incredibly fucking hot, but it was also confusing as fuck.

Confusing enough that, mortifyingly, he hesitated when the goddess finally released him.

If he was just with the goddess, he absolutely would have gone for her throat again. He wanted to show her something threatening, some signal that he wasn't one to be trifled with. But he didn't want to frighten Xavier, and he didn't see a way to even attempt to scare the goddess without downright terrifying the boy. Unless Xavier would be able to trust that Evan wouldn't actually harm him? But surely that's also a bluff the goddess would be able to call, which would render the whole thing pointless anyway. Ughhhhhh.

With another frustrated growl, Evan decided to just throw posturing to the fucking wind. He pushed himself the rest of the way to sitting up, ran one hand back through Xavier's hair, pulled the boy's shirt up a bit by trailing the nails of his other hand up the boy's spine, and finally buried his own teeth into Xavier's neck. He dug his teeth in a bit more firmly than the time he'd bit Xavier previously, though it wasn't quite on par with bites Evan had given the goddess last night. At this point the captain was resolving to just do what felt good, because sorting out the differences between the two different partners he was interacting with was just too fucking much to navigate. Here was just fucking hoping Xavier would find it enjoyable as well.

Xavier saw the brief moment of Evan's unfiltered desire, and it thrilled and terrified him. There was so much there so plain on Evan's face such that Xavier no longer felt at all afraid that Evan was not also "incapacitated" to some degree and instead sunk deeply in how long he had wanted to see Evan's face that way, and it was so much better than he could have ever imagined. It felt more and more like Evan's mask was breaking away, and Xavier loved every moment Evan's desire shattered through his composure. 

There was a brief moment during which Xavier thought Evan was genuinely irritated at him, but Xavier reminded himself, as Evan sat up and reached for Xavier's hair, that Evan was irritated at the goddess, on Xavier's behalf. Why did he like it so much that Evan was being protective? Ughhhh. 

But then it was altogether difficult to remember that the goddess was present at all as Xavier felt each strand of his hair part for Evan's fingers as Evan's other hand reached up Xavier's spine. Xavier swore he caught movement underneath Evan's undone belt, and Xavier's body veered dangerously close to going completely limp with desire. Both Xavier's and the goddess' awareness nearly faded to a quickly darkening black under the force of Xavier's surprise, wonder, and energetic arousal.

Dehaljadrun certainly did not expect Evan's simple gestures to throw this body so nearly into paralytic shock, and she was fairly certain that, while her presence was definitely intensifying Xavier's sensitivity, she wasn't causing enough stress on his body to elicit that kind of a response. She warned herself that she would need to be more careful than she'd like if she wanted to stay in this body for much longer. And, let's face it, she did. 

But there was no time for her to regain control as Evan's teeth came down on Xavier's throat. Somehow, it was so much more enjoyable now that Evan knew she was here. He was having to balance what he wanted to do to each of them, and it was gratifying to experience it. The bite, deeper than the earlier one, simultaneously informed Dehaljadrun that Evan was changing his behavior for her and had the effect of allowing the memories from the previous night to spill into the forefront of her mind. Gods, how much she wanted all that again. The two of them were slipping altogether too quickly into dangerous territory, and Dehaljadrun forced herself back into control of the body with only a slight lag after half a second of what appeared to be complete and total surrender.

She pushed Xavier's neck further into Evan's teeth while she began to reach to unbutton Evan's pants. At this point, Xavier recovered from the overload of sensations enough to realize what the goddess was planning, and he tried to slow down her movements, but it simply had the effect of practically mirroring the intensity with which Xavier had reached out for Evan's leg at the negotiation, or at least reignited the memory of that moment in Xavier's mind. 

The goddess' pull was almost too strong to make a even the slightest difference, but still Xavier fought both against himself and Dehaljadrun, trying not to give into the part of him that desperately wanted everything that was happening. Yes, he wanted it, but he also wanted it on his own terms.

Dehaljadrun succeeded in unbuttoning Evan's pants and proceeded to reach into them, touching the tip of Evan's cock with Xavier's fingertips before reaching all the way down to the shaft and in the same movement getting one finger underneath the cock ring she had placed there. Some part of her attempted to stop her, worried this would send possibly all of them over the edge, but Dehaljadrun wanted it so fucking badly. And she knew she would get to experience it through Xavier's cock as though it were her own, not to mention feeling Xavier experience the shock she would feel when she released the band. She didn't want Evan to gain enough momentum to stop what was happening, so she didn't waste time building up anticipation and just snapped the fucking band. 

After that fluid motion, Dehaljadrun felt the intensity of the desire the cock ring had built up inside Evan over the course of the entire day all at once in full force as the memory of each moment it shocked him poured into her experience. Fuuuuuuuck. She had known it would be good, but not this good. Xavier's body shuddered and shook with the force of the shock, and it had the effect of launching Xavier back into control of himself as the goddess began to lose grip. In fact, in that moment of lucidness, he gasped of his own volition, and he was surprised that it made it out his throat. He also managed to pull his hand out of Evan's pants, reach up to his own chest, and snap the thin leather strand that held the charm all in one movement, quickly throwing it across the room. He had remembered all at once that he had touched the charm and that was what had allowed the goddess to come through. He supposed only after the strand snapped that he might've wanted to worry about whether that would have a detrimental effect on his mental protection, but he had an strong sense that it was the right thing to do.

And it seemed to work. The goddess lost whatever purchase she had on Xavier and arrived abruptly again in her own body in her own realm. At first, she was angry, but then she moaned and rolled over on her back on the cushions, her whole body electric and flooded with sensation. 

Xavier felt immediately lighter when the goddess left. He waited until Evan stopped reacting to the sensation and moved to do something else before Xavier held up his hands and said, "wait, wait, Evan. Evan, it's me. It's just me. She's gone."

((OOC: The lightning band is now off. It broke.))

Evan practically hummed against Xavier's skin as he felt the boy's body yield to him and the pleasure it was experiencing. Evan's head swam with power again, relishing the potency of his effect on the boy - and the fucking goddess inside him. Perhaps, he mused, that had in fact been better posturing than he'd given it credit for.

The goddess did recover in short order, though, and not only leaned into his bite, but also reached to unbutton Evan's pants. The captain shuddered with the thrill and excitement of Xavier's fingers reaching beneath his underwear, touching the cock that had been fucking aching all day. And then of course another light shock coursed through him, tensing muscles around his groin and shifting his hum more towards a growl.

Then, Xavier's finger slipped beneath the band, and adrenalin shot up Evan's core and into his heart. Fuck fuck fuck--

The goddess didn't waste any time snapping the fucking thing, and Evan grasped onto Xavier tightly as both of their bodies shook and trembled with the sensation. If Evan had had the bandwidth to think about it, he might've felt bad for how hard his teeth clamped down on Xavier's neck and how much his nails bit into the boy's back and how firmly his fingers curled around and inadvertently tugged at his hair, but there really wasn't much beyond the jolts of electricity lighting Evan's nerves on fire and thrusting all the memories of every goddamn swell and twitch the fucking thing had reacted to and compounded all fucking day.

As it was, whatever part of him registered Xavier's motions in throwing off the charm was confused about what was going on. He finally released Xavier's neck and drew in a sharp breath to try to collect himself before growling again and grasping at the boy's wrist, he supposed intent on disrupting whatever next plan the goddess was wanting to put into motion. He would have followed through to push the boy down, but by the time his grip finished closing - rather fucking firmly - Xavier spoke up in a way that caught Evan's attention, and called his current line of motion to a halt.

The captain refocused his attention on Xavier's eyes, confirming that the purple of the goddess was indeed gone. He replayed the sound clip of what Xavier had just said in his mind, looping through to check for signs of the boy's tone of voice being off, but it really did sound more like him again. It took a moment, but Evan finally let his expression soften, a sense of apology seeping into his face as he released Xavier's wrist and sat back a bit, giving them both at least a sliver of space. Evan let out a sigh, and cast his gaze to the side, the color of his cheeks growing visibly redder from the previous moment.

"Uh," ugh, fuck, some part of him was questioning why the fuck he was stopping. Just because the goddess was gone now sure as fuck didn't relieve the goddamn ache in his pants, and surely Xavier was in the same boat. Evan groaned and shifted, scooting just a touch farther away from the boy so he could draw his leg up in front of him and clasp his hands over his knee.

"Are-- you okay?" Evan pulled his eyes back to Xavier, his expression holding quite a bit more fear than Xavier had ever seen on the captain's face before, and certainly more shame and sheepishness too. Evan's hands tightened their grips on each other, and he swallowed nervously while he awaited the boy's reply.

Xavier was certainly still reeling from the force of the shock and the force of Evan's reaction--yeah, that was going to leave a mark for sure--when Evan pulled away from him. He had a moment of fear when Evan grabbed his wrist but was immensely grateful that Evan believed Xavier when he said the goddess was gone, although the feeling of Evan pulling away tugged painfully at Xavier. So much of his body did not want touch with Evan to stop. And yet... 

Yeah, "okay" was one way of putting it, he decided, looking over at Evan, realizing Evan's pants were still unbuttoned, belt still undone. He gulped quietly and looked up at the corner of the tent as if to momentarily provide Evan with some decency. Gods, if Evan would just kiss him again. That would make everything better, right? Ughhhhhhh. 

But glancing at Evan again, Xavier saw that Evan was afraid. He was more scared than Xavier had ever seen him in battle, even, and that warmed Xavier and made an ache in his chest appear. Evan genuinely wanted to make sure the goddess hadn't harmed him. Had she harmed him? Xavier closed his eyes momentarily to take stock of himself and decided rather quickly that, yes, he still seemed to be in one piece. He scratched at the back of his head, grateful to have full agency over his body again. 

"Yeah... I think so..." Xavier started to say, but then looked at Evan, like, really looked at Evan. Xavier took in the color of Evan's eyes, the way his eyebrows came together in worry, the way that, underneath all that, Evan still looked like he would do just about anything for an opportunity to continue the course of action they had just been on. The ache in Xavier's chest quickly moved to lower parts of his body, and he groaned slightly. Then, he decided, what the hell; he may as well be honest at this point. Blaming all Xavier's actions on the goddess would be easy, but it would certainly complicate the path forward with Evan again, and saying that wasn't even strictly true. At this point, Evan deserved to know. 

Xavier's face broke out into an embarrassed and mischievous grin. "That was... that was certainly..." Keep going, Xavier! "Well, it was incredibly arousing. The goddess really freakin' wanted that from you. And, I found it exceptionally difficult not to as well. I mean, I've wanted all that for a long time, and she was really just, I don't know, speeding things up. I enjoy taking things...slower than she does, apparently." Xavier again become worried that Evan would think she had initiated everything in the first place. 

"But, it was me who wanted it and initiated in the beginning, though. That was something I chose. And, I didn't do anything I didn't want..." At this, Xavier met Evan's eyes again after having strayed back up to the corner of his tent. As long as he was being honest, he may as well keep going. He desperately wanted to ask about whatever had shocked Evan in his pants and ask if it really had been there all day, but that seemed like a silly question when Xavier had access to all the memories--or at least the recollection of the feeling of all of them together--that affirmed that quite intensely. On to the next thing, then.

"I do want this, Evan. Desperately. But, I also want to know that you... that you..." Xavier put his head in his hands. He almost begged Evan to just kiss him again. 

"...that this isn't just going to happen this once. Or, if it will only be once, that you won't want to pretend it didn't happen." Xavier looked up at Evan hopefully, realizing it was absurd to be asking all this the first time Evan and he interacted outside their ranks. It was then, however, that Xavier's brain just had to wonder how it would have felt to be penetrated by Evan while he still had that lightning band on, and Xavier's face blushed more furiously than it had this entire time as he buried his head into his arm and moaned somewhat loudly, comforted only by the soreness on his neck from where Evan had bitten him and the goddess.