You couldn't pull back with a new sense of comfort and direction tugging you towards the attendant. Leaning in close with your dark eyes staring into his blue ones, you started to laugh. The attendant looked concerned and took a step back.
"Oh, uh sir? Is everything okay?" He ask.
You stared at him blushing. "Ναί, Ναί. I am just, not used to attention."
"Really? Okay, now you're just teasing" The attendant grinned at you.
"Ah-ha..." You replied, taking another glance at the attendant.
You stared at each other for a moment, but the moment lingered far too long and you turned away and headed for the door.
"It nice, uh it was nice see... to see you!"
"I'll see you next time!" The attendant said with a suave salute.
You hurried along back towards home, dogging pedestrians as you paced on. You'd exclaim an occasional "Sorry!" Or even a "Sygnómi!" as you did so. Coming back to your house you raced inside and slammed the door shut. What on earth was happening to you? You tried to focus, putting aside the instinct to speak and think in Greek, on a sudden interest in that attendant. We're you gay? You tried to think on it, deciding on the possibility to be bisexual or possibly pan? It was too early to tell, and this new body with new instincts and urges was starting to overwhelm you.
Kicking off your shoes and tossing off your new but now somehow old shirt and letting your sturdy, olive chest breath the air, you sat on your bed and pressed our head into your hands. This all started with that temple in central park, the return of gods? You mind was starting to struggle and come to terms with it all. Leaning back onto your bed you felt exhausted and strained beyond belief.
Within a few minutes you were out like a light.