Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
The hot cocoa smelled enticing, and so as Kiada snagged hers, he gave orders for his own, not trusting Erebos to be able to handle one yet. Danta and his quick endeavors with origami made him snort – though that left him wondering if the Harpy had heard the more recent news. “Did you get the letter from Ronin?” He’d wait for follow-up inquiries on those notes; not wanting anything specifically pinpointed in case there were other listening ears.Rolling his eyes at her teasing response, he bounced Erebos around for a moment, listening to the details upon the ornamental designations and designs. It wouldn’t be difficult, and could likely be concocted in his mind well enough. “That could work,” glancing over at her sketch and stilling the boy as he squealed in delight. “Did you want anything additional into it?” Some form of amplification – notched and noted by his own creation abilities. “Evie’s engagement ring can render her invisible, and I put enhanced fortune into our wedding bands.” By way of ideas; though maybe she had other notions, or none at all.
