Hythlodaeus looks at Dirk and finally, finally feels like he’s actually seeing him. He doesn’t have questions, really, as his mind is sharp and he trusts Hades to provide the answers that he will need.
It’s mostly a bunch of yes, continue.
He looks back to Hades, then to Dirk, considering his words carefully before he speaks. There is one niggling thought, and he can’t help but want to peer at the last page and see.
“You have suffered through unimaginable pain, yet emerged victorious. Strangely, I cannot help but feel unease within my heart for you with that parallel to Zodiark. Who might seek to shackle you?”
The cutiefly queue finally reaches Hythlodaeus, the lot of them squeaking and beeping for his attention after that very confusing knock out. Two of them bring over the soft bristled toothbrush. He takes it in his massive hand and lays his palm flat for the first one to rest upon and receive its brush out. The rest begin to float ambiently around, growing bored of the line.
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It’s mostly a bunch of yes, continue.
He looks back to Hades, then to Dirk, considering his words carefully before he speaks. There is one niggling thought, and he can’t help but want to peer at the last page and see.
“You have suffered through unimaginable pain, yet emerged victorious. Strangely, I cannot help but feel unease within my heart for you with that parallel to Zodiark. Who might seek to shackle you?”
The cutiefly queue finally reaches Hythlodaeus, the lot of them squeaking and beeping for his attention after that very confusing knock out. Two of them bring over the soft bristled toothbrush. He takes it in his massive hand and lays his palm flat for the first one to rest upon and receive its brush out. The rest begin to float ambiently around, growing bored of the line.