No Problems

"Is something wrong, goddess?" Claire seemed genuinely concerned. Such a sweet girl…

"Hmm? Oh, no, nothing at all." The Harvest goddess smiled wearily. "What would make you think that?"

"Well, you just seem a little… tired." The farmer straightened quickly and coughed a little. "I don't mean any offence by that, of course; it's just that I didn't think a person like… like you could get tired."

"Do not worry about it, dear girl; I'm fine, as usual. Thank you for your concern."

Claire smiled relieved, and left.

Nothing was wrong. No, it seemed like nothing ever was for her…


A/N: Haha, I think this may be the first time I brought a girl farmer into these drabbles :P Anywho, incase you didn't quite get what I was trying to get through: yes, something is wrong, but she isn't willing express such worries to a mortal, it just wouldn't be good for her, er, reputation? That's not the right word, but I hope you get what I mean.