Hypnos smiled weakly at that. He would be glad for some familiarity after what he’d been through.
Leaning against his son, Hypnos sagged under his own weight, stumbling a little as he struggled to keep himself upright until he had reached another place he could rest.
Cay kept a hold of him, supporting his, well, lack of weight pretty easily. It would have probably been easier to carry him, but he knew his dad would never regain any muscle that way.
“I’ll call around once you’re settled, okay?”