[ Is that how he saw him? Thanatos would be confused but understand. He never had time in the Underworld, to engage in things such as tutoring others and his own workload kept him far too busy to shake some of it off onto others.
Watching the way Idia moves in that strange, spinning throne of his, has Thanatos furrowing his brow. The other male looks lazy, like Hypnos, sat in it, using his legs to push and sway himself. ]
Then perhaps it was set as a test or a trap? I myself have engaged in interactions with- Ah never mind about that. I'm sure they have their reasons.
[ Almost confessing to the fact that most of his interactions in this place have been in secret and with others deemed as Dominants. ]
Yes. I wish to be seated.
[ Floating over to Idia, dismissing him with a wave of his hand. That's right, Idia, Death wants the chair you're currently occupying, so unless you want him in your lap... ]
[More that intimidating aura you got going on, Than. You are Death after all. There's no beating you. Even when trying to... it only makes things worse... Idia letting out a huff as he forces those thoughts away, it easily does as Thanatos demands his seat.
Eye wide as he looks up at the god,] W-What? B-But it's mine. [In fact.] It's my room! Why you telling me what to do in my room? I don't come into your room, without warning! [By the way.] And tell you what to do! [So much for feeling intimidated. This was Idia's room! His refuge! A place that is his to hide away and do whatever he likes! No one should have a say over it other than him!]
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Watching the way Idia moves in that strange, spinning throne of his, has Thanatos furrowing his brow. The other male looks lazy, like Hypnos, sat in it, using his legs to push and sway himself. ]
Then perhaps it was set as a test or a trap? I myself have engaged in interactions with- Ah never mind about that. I'm sure they have their reasons.
[ Almost confessing to the fact that most of his interactions in this place have been in secret and with others deemed as Dominants. ]
Yes. I wish to be seated.
[ Floating over to Idia, dismissing him with a wave of his hand. That's right, Idia, Death wants the chair you're currently occupying, so unless you want him in your lap... ]
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Eye wide as he looks up at the god,] W-What? B-But it's mine. [In fact.] It's my room! Why you telling me what to do in my room? I don't come into your room, without warning! [By the way.] And tell you what to do! [So much for feeling intimidated. This was Idia's room! His refuge! A place that is his to hide away and do whatever he likes! No one should have a say over it other than him!]
You're being rude...