[RQ] just two boys doing what their dads say

"Not that I am aware of," Amhran says of shifts, brow furrowing as he sinks deeper into the springs until the warm water laps across his shoulders and soaks into the ends of his unruly hair. "Not yet, anyway. I have heard that some demigods do gain some shifts as their power grows." Quite what that will be for Amhran is still vast and unknown, especially now that the Family is no more. Perhaps he will branch out into unknown directions from here, a possibility both terrifying and wondrous to think about.  "Do you?" he asks Marcus, knowing of Deimos's ability to wield both magic and animal forms and wondering whether the boy across from him has the same talent. His breath comes easier already now, and though his eyes are still heavy, he's more alert as he smiles about at the hotsprings and the luxere nearby, most of them eating or resting, but a few plodding curiously closer. "I think this is working, you know," he says. amhran amhran