When is he not tired? He can't even bring himself to retort with that because it's true. He's desperately tired. He wants to lie down and let the aetherial sea wash away every worry and regret. But he can't abandon his duty or his people, he can't.
"I can't rest. Not until everyone is--"
Ah, but that's pointless too.
Hades leans forwards and tries to hide his face against Hythlodaeus' shoulder. "I have to save them," he mumbles. "I must..."
His eyes slowly close and the tension in him gradually unwinds.
"A few decades of sleep sound quite pleasant..." he mumbles. If only this flesh and blood body were capable of such a thing. "Could you sing me to my slumber, old friend...?"
Hythlodaeus smiles to himself. Well, that seems to be a success!
"Gladly, my dear. Although if you do fall asleep for a few decades, I would feel rather lonely after a while."
Despite the joke, though, he starts to hum a lullaby - the same he'd sung in the maze. Should Hades indeed doze off, Hythlodaeus would be glad to carry him to his bed for a nap.
Lulled by his friend's gentle humming, Hades soon drifts to sleep. He's wholly unaware of being carried to his bed (later he might wonder how Hythlodaeus managed the strength to do so) but for the first time in a very long time, his sleep isn't troubled by apparitions of the past.
It may not be the decade of sleep that he desires, but it's better than none.
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"I can't rest. Not until everyone is--"
Ah, but that's pointless too.
Hades leans forwards and tries to hide his face against Hythlodaeus' shoulder. "I have to save them," he mumbles. "I must..."
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"You must rest, Hades. And you know I am not above using every trick in my book to drag you out when you get too caught up in your work."
Thinking about it, now that they've started a romantic relationship Hythlodaeus has a lot more new tricks in that book.
"... This is not our star, Hades. You have no duties here."
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"A few decades of sleep sound quite pleasant..." he mumbles. If only this flesh and blood body were capable of such a thing. "Could you sing me to my slumber, old friend...?"
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"Gladly, my dear. Although if you do fall asleep for a few decades, I would feel rather lonely after a while."
Despite the joke, though, he starts to hum a lullaby - the same he'd sung in the maze. Should Hades indeed doze off, Hythlodaeus would be glad to carry him to his bed for a nap.
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It may not be the decade of sleep that he desires, but it's better than none.