Deimos
Were Evie not sitting directly beside this unknown, lanky individual, the Sword’s hackles and suspicions might’ve been raised to alarming and detrimental heights. Only her closeness, and Erebos in his arms, kept the restless and specious notions at bay, though he couldn’t fight his eyes narrowing in quiet, careful scrutiny, nor settle into a chair nearby. Not when the speculations were running rampant and murkiness clouding over particulars –
And her words weren’t a lie – not when Safrin’s amulet did nothing against his chest – giving way to understanding and the sudden complexities surrounding their household. Though not as quick to rally and adopt, he could still fathom the sudden weight, clarity, and nuances between none of it being anyone’s fault, and being bewildered, confused, and rattled by the entire event. His silence likely spoke those volumes, and it took a moment of Erebos gurgling and squirming before he breathed and settled. “I see,” and granting the Evergreen and demigod both a firm nod, he extended a hand towards Amhran, trying to break over and through whatever emotions threatened to bound against his shoulders. “I am Deimos.”
Glancing over at Evie, because he didn’t know what else to say to someone who’d likely been a plant less than an hour ago, he shifted the infant so he could glance at the Rae newcomer. “This is Erebos.” The youth gurgled again, blue eyes centered on the stranger before a tiny wiggle of his fingers followed. “Will you be staying? Are you hungry?"
And her words weren’t a lie – not when Safrin’s amulet did nothing against his chest – giving way to understanding and the sudden complexities surrounding their household. Though not as quick to rally and adopt, he could still fathom the sudden weight, clarity, and nuances between none of it being anyone’s fault, and being bewildered, confused, and rattled by the entire event. His silence likely spoke those volumes, and it took a moment of Erebos gurgling and squirming before he breathed and settled. “I see,” and granting the Evergreen and demigod both a firm nod, he extended a hand towards Amhran, trying to break over and through whatever emotions threatened to bound against his shoulders. “I am Deimos.”
Glancing over at Evie, because he didn’t know what else to say to someone who’d likely been a plant less than an hour ago, he shifted the infant so he could glance at the Rae newcomer. “This is Erebos.” The youth gurgled again, blue eyes centered on the stranger before a tiny wiggle of his fingers followed. “Will you be staying? Are you hungry?"
we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts
we are battling, hungry beasts
