ᅠ𝑀͟𝐼͟𝑆͟𝐴͟𝑁͟𝑇͟𝐻͟𝑅͟𝑂͟𝑃͟𝐸ᅠ.ᐟ

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ there's nothing I'll ever 𝐷͟𝑂 . . . ⠀

(Oooh.. that thing is so Bright.) The Ferryman takes a step forward, rather suddenly— ". . Entertainment?" Is the first thing that came to mind. Mortals tend to entertain themselves with all sorts of things, no? Erebus at least kept talking about it. Not that it made a lot +

"Games. . . . . ?" The Ferryman looked clueless, as he tends to with all the unfamiliarity. But what could Games be?

". . . ?" (My, so loud?)

". . Thank you." Acheron took a step back. (Don't you need blood to Live? Hm, I suppose a few drops don't matter. You know it best, little Star✨ )

❛ Mm. Yes. My beloved, Erebus. ❜

❛ Mm. Good then. Perfect, in fact! Glad that my husband enjoys himself. ❜

❛ That /does/ sound like my beloved. I hear he's caused the Ferryman some trouble? ❜

". . . !!!" it startled Charon a little- this is not what he expected (Ohh. Oh. I am awake! I am awake✨ Generous to feed Us. But at a time like this? Should you not, when You feel better?)

❛ Is he behaving? Oh, sorry. Of course he's not. ❜ And yet she seems pleased.

A slow nod as he does exactly just that.

"Mm..? Of course." He steps closer to the other, just as requested!

...

"And there is nothing. You can do about? Not even pain relief. . ?"