[He shifted with her so his arm could tuck under her, keeping her close as she just sort of sprawled beside them. There was that big bed up there and she seemed to want to lay on the floor. Weirdo.
But at the mention of his mom, he felt that lump in his throat, that bit that made it hard to swallow as he blinked up at the ceiling.]
No, my mom's not a goddess. Pretty sure Greek goddesses don't die.
[He doubted a god of any sort would die from a slow and debilitating disease. It would be a nice thought, though. That his mom was still alive somewhere... waiting for him.
He subtly lifted a hand to sort of... swipe at the tears that were filling his eyes.]
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But at the mention of his mom, he felt that lump in his throat, that bit that made it hard to swallow as he blinked up at the ceiling.]
No, my mom's not a goddess. Pretty sure Greek goddesses don't die.
[He doubted a god of any sort would die from a slow and debilitating disease. It would be a nice thought, though. That his mom was still alive somewhere... waiting for him.
He subtly lifted a hand to sort of... swipe at the tears that were filling his eyes.]