Persephone's eyes widened at the memory of Death-Thanos seductions, "He came to me in a whisper--then proceeded to ravage me all the night long! Fiend! Oh, and that is not the worst of it. By the end of it, he...he..." Abigail raised an eyebrow, "He what?" "He--made me...say..words!" Abigail regarded her friend a few beats, a dark brood upon her, "I see. I can but imagine what words you uttered that would cause you such profound distress. My Goodness. Never have a met a woman so angry at the very concept of love." Persephone's eyes narrowed with red hot anger at the implication, "Abigail, will you for once misplace your shrewdness and jealousy!" The fair ginger haired lass's cheeks flamed crimson, "Jealousy!" "Oh ho, the dagger of truth is a far more pleasant weapon to wield I see..." Persephone said triumphantly but regretted her words seconds later, hushed to silence and regrets by Abigail's stricken look. "I find your demeanor most puzzling Persi, seeing as you came to me for aid." Persephone's shoulder's sagged, the fight leaving her with the action, "Darling, I am sorry...this day finds me foul and uneven." Abigail softened at the apology, and came to stand near her friend, "Understandable. Humph. All right, let me see what we can devise to help you escape the monster's designs. Give me but a day to set thigns into place" "Ah! Blessings friend" Persephone cooed and rushed to place her face between Abigail's bosoms "For this I am in your debt."