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Of course. You are welcome any time.

[He does sit him on the couch or the bed while he makes him cocoa.]

[He draws his feet up once he sits down, curling up, staring at the floor while Emet makes the cocoa. There's still a lot of tension and exhaustion to him... but the reason becomes apparent soon enough.]

...I want to go home.

You do have a wish. Though I do hope we can collaborate on this.

[He shakes his head, slowly raising his hands to bury his face in them, shoulders tense and breath speeding up. He's... definitely going to cry.]

I don't... I want...

[...for all of this to never have happened, to not have to sell his soul to whoever runs this place just to get back the chance at peaceful life that should never have been taken away in the first place, without even any true guarantee there won't be steeper and steeper price to pay to keep it that way.]

Hythlodeaus.

[He wraps his arms around him and kisses his head.]

Tell me. What thoughts are circling in your head?

[He doesn't answer for a time. It seems like this is a matter of emotion rather than logic; Levity tenses in Emet's arms but presses closer against him, still fighting against his own tears. When he answers, his voice is pained and choked.]

I feel as though--I can't take it, Hades... All of this--

[ding dong turns out trauma feels bad!]

Shhh.

[He kisses his forehead.]

Close your eyes. Cry if you must. 'Tis no shame in it. Take a deep breathe. It may seem overbearing, insurmountable right at this moment, but do not lose hope. Not all is lost.

[He nods mutely, wrapping his arms around Emet tightly, hiding in the embrace... and at first he's just tense, but soon enough he starts crying quietly, almost silently, like he doesn't have the strength to do anything else.]

[He pets his back softly offering soothing words every now and again.]

It is alright. To feel overwhelmed. To worry. To doubt. But take comfort that others are with you. You are not alone, my friend.

[Emet's soothing gestures seem to help, though it takes some time for Levity to calm down somewhat. He doesn't raise his head, staying hidden in the hug.]

... It's all so wrong.

I would be the last person to argue that with you.

You need not be composed, Hythlodaeus, nor alright. Just stay here and soak up the comfort you need.

[He will just... take that offer, then. He shifts to be more comfortable but still refuses to let go of Emet, sniffling occasionally.]

...can I stay the night?

Of course.

I'm afraid all of my pajamas are devoid of soft ears and fuzzy feet. Though I imagine you will make do.

[He smiles weakly.]

...what an oversight. Perhaps I shall buy you some later.

[He brushes his hair with his fingers.]

I do have fur blankets. Perhaps you can get creative.

But I think a nice soak in a bath would help, too.

[that

would actually be really good, yeah.]

...Mm. It sounds very nice.

[He tugs him towards the bathroom. It's large and luxurious just like everything in this room. Lahabrea did good. He starts a extra warm bath with soaps and scents and gives him a fluffy bathrobe.]

Go soak. I'll wash your hair.

[God this is really nice... he wants a fancy bathroom too!!! :( ]

Ah... thank you, Hades.

[He takes the robe gratefully before undressing carefully and slipping into the water. Soaktime!!]

[It is nice and almost scalding as Emet sits behind him and begins to drape his hair so he can get it wet.]

'Tis the least I can do to help soothe you. While neither of us are one to shirk our responsibilities, the answers you seek will no present themselves so readily. It will take time. An answer I'm sure is not the most fulfilling.

[He lazily shows him different shampoos ranging from floral to fruit to see if he has a preference.]

[Hot Woter... But it suits him pretty fine right now! Sinking in deeper, he's been tense a lot lately.]

...to tell you the truth, at this point it's not the answers I want so much as companionship. And perhaps that's what it's always been; it's only taking its true form now.

[He'll work through the shampoos thoughtfully, sniffing each one to determine Which One Is Best. Eventually, he settles on a honey-and-milk scented one.]

You are in luck. For you will find no lack of companionship within these walls. Though I imagine you'll find my daily routine hardly exhilarating.

[He kisses the top of his forehead before he begins lathering up his hair.]

There was so much you didn't know when you arrived. You are just beginning to learn who you are. What you desire. And I imagine those wants will change over time.

[/// sweet...]

... it's true. Though right now it feels as though I know even less about who I am or what I want than when I arrived.

[He raises a hand to pet Emet's hair.]

I had some manner of... hope, perhaps, back then. But now I simply feel lost.

Expectations can be rather overbearing.

[He just chuckles at the hair petting dipping his head.]

Always a marvel you can actually reach.

It's a rather large blow, but hope will come. Though truthfully, you'll find it more from Lahabrea than I. I always felt as if he was the one keeping us moving. Finding solutions where naught seemed possible.

[The perks of being 7ft tall!]

He does always say you're the pessimist out of you two.

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