[ She hasn't decided what she thinks of this abrupt porting in and out. Circe has never had much time with people available to her, and is used to thinking of close relationships as precious, brief things she must treasure while she has them. Still, that doesn't mean she's totally sanguine with that state of affairs. And it seems cruel that everyone is subjected to it, not just her...

It also doesn't settle for her how comfortable she is with having a public identity. She's ended up being known by people by name already, but Circe isn't sure she wants to go about encouraging that. ]

I fear that compared to whatever stories they may have heard, I would end up a disappointment, [ she answers frankly, without a hint of self-pity. ] I was merely curious. There is so little here I understand, witchcraft may be the only thing.