gallant escort | mh + ym
minhompâ:
âMhmm that is true.â He nods, agreeing to her comment about gods and their children. âIâve never even met my âsiblingsâ until recently, let alone the god who sired me.â He shrugged, not at all wanting to pursue the topic any further towards him. He wasnât always very keen about opening up, as amiable and willing to listen to others as he was.
âOh me?â He looks down, meeting her eyes, having his thoughts trail off as always when it came to talking about his father. He quickly smoothed his features into something more neutral and friendly, and flashed another grin for good measure. âI live over at Ratatoskr apartments.â He gestured with a thumb over his shoulder as they neared the Residence district.
He chuckled at her appreciation of his teasing, and wiggled his eyebrows some more. âAww come on, âmaâamâ is a completely polite way to greet an older relative. Though I suppose what with all the demigods on the island, related to gods in other ways, the age thing gets blurred. I mean none of the gods look like they could have any children our ages, you know what I mean?âÂ
âOh Osiris? No, not personally. But Iâve seen him around. Heâs kind of hard to miss. Plus I like to keep tabs on the deities on the island. I mean, I grew up just hearing stories about them, now Iâve got two bosses who once probably decimated a few cities or two back in ancient times. Itâs weird you know?â
âThatâs the... Norse one, right? Iâm not too familiar with the Norse pantheon, honestly. Is it as messy as all the other ones?â By âall the other onesâ, Yumi really just meant the Egyptians and the Greeks, since those were the ones she knew the most about, but it still seemed like a valid question. Based on what went on in Mount Phoenix, it did seem like all the gods had a tendency to be messy, at the very least.
âIâm only twenty! How old are you?â She asked, puffing out her cheeks. Unless he went through puberty at nine-years-old, he was surely older than her. She had to agree with what he said about the gods, though- her dad certainly didnât look like he should have kids in their twenties, and it did make things a little strange at times. But hey, it was not any more strange than anything else on the island.
âTrue, dad is pretty hard to miss,â she agreed, a fond smile stretching across her face. Her father could be somewhat extra, but she loved that about him. Her dad had never been boring. âYeah, that is kind of weird to think about. Like, my dad lived in the underworld for a long time. Thatâs wild. I try not to think about it too much, because I like to avoid existential crises.â














