You have to guide him with great care, Spring.

Oh, naw. If we leave things under her, the boy would hardly get a decent educ—

You. Me. OUTSIDE. Get your bloody arse out there right now, you bloomin' Forest wanker!! I'm the one who is most fit to guide the Boy!

Aaaahhh?! Got a swelled head, dontcha? Well—don't get ahead o' yerself, pilgrim!

Goddess Fight all set!!

KLATTER!

chatter

blabber

prattle

Reserved for today Goddesses' Meet