“She has a certain way of outmatching stubbornness with kindness that wears even the toughest down eventually,” Hypnos pointed out with a fond smile.
“Oh, come now, they can’t be that bad, surely?”
He was teasing slightly, though he was curious what he meant by them not being easy to be around.
“That might be putting things mildly,” he groused, trying to sound far grumpier over it than he felt.
“When you meet them, you’ll understand.”
There was nothing he could say to properly prepare Hypnos for meeting Mavros and Thea and he could only hope they didn’t just spring themselves on him.
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