[Okay,] says Celo. [I'm a divine being. My mother's a goddess. But what actually made me is a bunch of horny guys jerking off into a garden. The deal is, I'm tied to my field - as far as I know I'm the only urban nymph as well as the only one with a dick; everybody else has a field, so that's what they're called - and the more semen I receive, the healthier it gets, it's a whole fertility symbol thing. If I don't get any for a while, I starve eventually. It's supposed to be my sacred duty to fuck anybody who wants a piece, but I bet you can figure out for yourself how fucked up that is; it's why Mom and I don't talk anymore.]

[Tell him the other thing,] says Jellybean.

[Yeah, and as a nymph I embody sexuality, so I can read people's sexualities if they're close by enough - see what they like in bed, how horny they are, that kind of thing. Mostly all I get these days is how horny somebody is right now and maybe a couple highlights of the rest, because I got in the habit of backing off on it, but if I'm gonna actually have sex with somebody I'd rather they let me look.]