Still holding her mortal, Celeste started to walk to her near-invisible palace; it blended in with the night sky, and gave the impression that they were floating.
"Do you feel alright?" She asked as she looked down at the mortal.
"I feel sick." Mary admitted, looking very green. Well, as green as a human could look. She did look like she would throw up at any moment. "I'm sorry.."
"Do not apologize," Celeste said kindly, holding her mortal tenderly.
"'Tis my fault for not warning you." With a wave of her hand, a bucket appeared, which she held out to her human.
"Use this, little one. It would be most unfortunate if we upset the stars like that."
Mary gave a small thumbs-up before grabbing the bucket and throwing up in it. She wiped the edge of her mouth and gave a small smile. "Thank you."
"Your welcome," Celeste chuckled as they finally reached the entrance to her palace. The doors swung open for them, and the interior was finally visible. It was massive; they were greeted with a marble hall, the vaulted ceiling fading away into the night sky.
Mary looked around in awe, mouth opened like a codfish. "Big… Stars… Huge…" She muttered under her breath as she turned her head to try and look around as much as possible to try and see everything.
Celeste giggled, setting the human down on her feet.
"It's not much, but it's our home, little one," She said, putting her hand on the human's head lightly.
"Why is everything always so much taller than me." Mary huffed after looking around for a while, she was pretty damn short and pretty damn good at changing the subject.
"I find your height endearing; you're a much-needed change of pace here." Celeste smiled down at her human as she started to lead her away from the entrance. As they walked, the hall seemed to elongate, going further into the distance than should be possible.
Mary had to make twice as many steps to keep up with Celeste, she was already short enough as it is, and walking next to a seven-foot god just made her look smaller. "So what exactly do I do?"
"Well," Celeste said, musing, "All you really have to do is help me with my duties; mostly, there's really nothing to do. I have a lot of free time, so I figured it would be better to have someone here with me to spend it with." Celeste walked slowly so that her human wouldn't have to nearly run to keep up.
"And what better a way for someone to keep you company to be the woman who you saved. I don't have much a choice, but it sounds cool, so I'll do it." Mary thought out loud, finally deciding on what she would do.
"Thank you," Celeste said, smiling at the girl. She was glad that the mortal decided to do it of her own free will, mostly. Finally, Celeste stopped walking and motioned to a door on the wall.
"That is your room," she said. The door was definitely smaller than the others in the hall, and was a darker shade of marble.
"What's the door made of? Does it stay polished for a long time?" Mary started to ask, her old man was a blacksmith and she always enjoyed looking at metals and ores.
"It's a marble from the other side of the world," Celeste said. She didn't mind answering the human's questions. Her curiosity was cute.
"And it's been like this since it was made. No need to polish it."
"Strange…" She muttered before remembering where she was. "This is a god's realm, duh. I'm an idiot. It's probably magic or something." Mary said to herself, pushing open the door itself just to measure how heavy it was.
The door itself was fairly heavy; while it might have been easy for a goddess to open, it would be hard for a human of average strength. Celeste smiled down at the girl.
"Do you need some help, little one?" She asked.
Mary grunted as she tried to open it, finally stopping and looking at the goddess sheepishly. "Uh, yes please?" She asked, wiping her hands back onto her dress.
Celeste put her hand on the door, pushing it open with ease.
"We'll have to change that," She noted. Celeste would have to deal with the weight of the door later, if this was going to be the human's room.
Mary laughed, a real one this time. "Probably, I don't think you'd like me finding you and asking for you to open my door every time I need to get inside." She snorted, her face scrunching up.
Celeste giggled. She liked the sound of the human's laugh; it was nice.
"I wouldn't mind too much," she teased.
"Oh my gosh, a mighty goddess, making jokes? It's unheard of!" Mary teased right back, it didn't take long for her to feel comfortable with this lady. That also might be the fact that she was a chaotic lesbain, but, who knows.
(Oh lord that's a mood XD)
Celeste chuckled as she stepped into the room.
"You try living for millennia and not having a sense of humor."
"And I thought that would make you stuffy, but I guess not." She joked, scrunching up her nose a bit.
Celeste smiled, motioning for her human to take a seat on a very large, plush bed. She herself walked over to a desk, pulling open a drawer and taking out a medical paste.
"Let's deal with those cuts of yours," she said gently.
Mary sat down on the bed, the cuts hadn't really been hurting until the goddess acknowledged them. "Huh, forgot about those." She said, looking down to her cuts and rope burns.
Celeste walked over and got down on her knees in front of her mortal; she unscrewed the lid to the paste and dipped two of her fingers into it. Carefully, she started to apply the silvery-gold substance to her human. Where the paste touched the human, the cuts and rope burns started to heal almost instantly.
Celeste hummed slightly as she worked, glad to help.
Mary's eyes grew wide as she peered down at the cuts and wounds healing almost instantaneously. She gasped. "What the fuck."
Celeste smiled at her human's fascination.
"One of the other gods made this for me. It's literal god-tier healing paste."
Mary looked confused.
"Why would you use god-tier stuff on a mortal?"