Hera gave a tight smile, looking over to him.
"We all dislike things about ourselves, Aidan." She said softly. "I could sit here and list all the things I hate about myself. But that will do no good. And I could also sit here and say all the things I love about Egan; I could tell you every happy memory, every little detail in his face, every tiny quirk in his personality that made me fall so hard and so desperately in love with him. But I don't need to convince you. I don't need to justify my attraction to you, or anyone. Not even Egan. I love him because I love him. That's all what matters."
She placed her hand carefully on his shoulder, her eyes soft and docile.
"You can do whatever you want. Grow a beard, cut your hair, change your clothes, start wearing make up - in the end, nothing matters unless you love you for you. When people change for others just to be attractive, it never works. Our true changes come from deep-rooted self discovery and growth. I became braver, not because I knew Egan would like it, but because I knew I would like it. Egan decided to tackle his responsibilities head on, not because I told him to, but because he wanted to take ahold of his life by the crook of the neck and make a difference for himself."
"And you know what, Aidan? You're already doing it. You're setting yourself up for growth in order to become a better person - maybe it will attract Viola, maybe it won't. Does it matter? It's her silly fault if she doesn't see it. But if you really want to know?" She squeezed a little. "To me, you're handsome. To a lot of girls, too, I'm sure. Just stop worrying so much."