Nodding swiftly, especially at having found another willing to take and read his letters, he grinned, making the notation in his mind for future Kiada perusal. “I’ll even write NOT FOR KIADA at the top,” even though that might inspire her to snag it and read through even more. The implication of Dantalion having a difficult time spelling was somewhat of a relief – and he sighed in additional brotherhood of dictation woes. “And TION words too! Why do they even make that sound?!”
Still taking small steps towards Deimos and the monster-informant company he was keeping, Erebos also side-eyed particular kiosks, paying close attention to ones that nearly inspired him to race over (especially several with treats so bright and cheerful; never seen in his short life). But the Maverick’s depictions and descriptions were another highlight, swinging his head and gaze right back around, mouth open and gasping at the very cool thought of traversing through fire. “That’s really neat. Can you do that with all fiery places?” presuming each one had a set destination, he supposed – and who was to say someone hadn’t taken the time to do just that?
The thought of becoming an Ancient didn’t occur to him though – not with all the other ambitions he had wound and tightly coiled within. Most of which now were just beating Marcus at things. “I don’t know. I think my magic is pretty fun. I’ve got water right now! Don’t you have cool magic?”
Still taking small steps towards Deimos and the monster-informant company he was keeping, Erebos also side-eyed particular kiosks, paying close attention to ones that nearly inspired him to race over (especially several with treats so bright and cheerful; never seen in his short life). But the Maverick’s depictions and descriptions were another highlight, swinging his head and gaze right back around, mouth open and gasping at the very cool thought of traversing through fire. “That’s really neat. Can you do that with all fiery places?” presuming each one had a set destination, he supposed – and who was to say someone hadn’t taken the time to do just that?
The thought of becoming an Ancient didn’t occur to him though – not with all the other ambitions he had wound and tightly coiled within. Most of which now were just beating Marcus at things. “I don’t know. I think my magic is pretty fun. I’ve got water right now! Don’t you have cool magic?”
erebos
and then we dream so much
