Mortals should be allowed to live as freely as they could. However, how that freedom is acquired, or how long it lasts wasn't up to them. The Gods, in her opinion, were there to protect and to guide. They weren't there to rule all the time, least that was something Zeus had said and no one told her otherwise.

Rey's heart thumped a little louder in her chest hearing how Finn would rather talk with her than the others. It....it was nice. Compliments were so rarely given to her, she didn't know how to receive them. Or, how to react. So, instead of bowing her head shyly, she smiled brightly.

"The feeling is mutual." To talk to another, someone who agreed with her. Someone as kind as Rey thought they were...and handsome. But, she wouldn't dwell much on that for long.

Confusion and surprise danced along for her features for a brief moment, trying to process his words. Would he want to visit next season? That should be fine--because in her mind, that's how often she received other visits from Artemis or Demeter. Once a season, that was it.

"You wouldn't be interrupting my work. If you have the time to spare, I wouldn't mind." As long as Zeus or Demeter didn't throw a fit over it.

"As long as your other half doesn't mind. I wouldn't want him to think I'm distracting you, or anything."