i don't like to beg, but... please. / to hestia from hades
Please, please, please || Accepting
"You're being a bit dramatic, Hades. All you have to do is ask nicely."
Hestia grins a little, obviously amused. As the eldest of all of them, she's used to each of them coming to her for things. Even Zeus knows when to put down his pride and turn to her for things outside of his reach. She smooths down her skirt and tilts her head, that gentle warmth in her eyes as she looks Hades over. There is a certain type of protectiveness she'll always feel for her siblings, no matter what comes between them in the end.
"So are you seeking advice? Or something else? I can help you, depending." She shrugs, clasping her hands together and placing them in her lap. "It must be serious if you're saying please."











