[ There's a low snort in response to her Mood, as Ming Yi just - slumps in the beanbags, probably. He's just vibing after having to deal with Omi and Fukuda during that fiasco, and cracks open his eyes to look at Meg. See how she's doing.
Of course, it's enough. A glance, being near one another - comfortably, he's relaxed around Meg, has been since their first bitch session - and it's.
Not surprising, he supposes. Memories have hit him this week for less.
Hades' voice makes his skin crawl, but something angry, loathing, fills him over the course of the memory. It resonates, and leaves him feeling stormy even after the memory fades out just as easily as it had sparked in the first place.
What a lowlife. Thankful? He was thankful, to Meg for giving up her soul in exchange for his? For her fate to be bound to his? It isn't the same as what he knows, but it strikes a chord regardless. Especially when a god plays with mortals once again, as if it doesn't matter - ]
Meg. [ That's all there is, at first. And then he reaches his arm out across their space, finding her hand and just - squeezing. ]
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Of course, it's enough. A glance, being near one another - comfortably, he's relaxed around Meg, has been since their first bitch session - and it's.
Not surprising, he supposes. Memories have hit him this week for less.
Hades' voice makes his skin crawl, but something angry, loathing, fills him over the course of the memory. It resonates, and leaves him feeling stormy even after the memory fades out just as easily as it had sparked in the first place.
What a lowlife. Thankful? He was thankful, to Meg for giving up her soul in exchange for his? For her fate to be bound to his? It isn't the same as what he knows, but it strikes a chord regardless. Especially when a god plays with mortals once again, as if it doesn't matter - ]
Meg. [ That's all there is, at first. And then he reaches his arm out across their space, finding her hand and just - squeezing. ]