Yup, it was clear as day that this girl was still very mad about earlier. But not mad enough to start an actual fight. Her words made Noheme lean back onto the bed, taking in the pleasant sensation of the soft blankets brushing against her exposed skin. "You didn't say yes to my offer, so I cannot think of you as one. In case you didn't notice, I'm not someone who would usually go against the wishes of other cute girls." As she said those words with strangely casual tone, she stretched her body and shifted into sitting position again. It seemed that Haia had a lot on her mind, and rather than talking, she wanted to show it through the reflection of her magic, magic that was extension of her very soul. But the goddess would have none of that. As soon as the images would start forming, several pitch black needles pierced them and shattered the magic into pieces.
"If I was interested in your past, I would have looked into it myself through my power. I think you've misunderstood the situation, human. I have no desire to strip those around me of their free will. Having a chunk of meat that does everything I say without questioning anything at all, how boring would that be? I'm not interested in something so depraved and useless." Along with her words, Noheme would get up from the bed and start walking towards Haia with confident steps, serious expression plastered on her face. "Furthermore, I'm not interested in those that cannot even entertain me, or despise me. Only those who are capable of walking alongside me are worthy of the title I offered." Finally she would stop right in front of the girl, offering her a perfect and unrestricted view of her body. "The decision is yours. But know that my slaves are rewarded with eternal pleasure, not pain. I'm no slaver, I'm a god! And I am more than capable of seeing the difference between matters of war and social ones."