[ It's like the old tales, she thinks watching him, biting angry thoughts behind his back. But he didn't know those ones, never been interested in the stories she liked. If he did, maybe he would know, that if leading someone back from the dead, you weren't supposed to look back lest they be dragged back to Hades. Meets everyone of his little glances evenly and without remorse. Then again, on second thought, maybe she should trick him into it, and they both could be free of this.
Persephone, perhaps, had the better idea of it.
Back to his habits as quickly, using her to justify himself. The words she knew, had nothing to do with her, because it was unsettling, yes, but she was in some ways used to that laughter.
Tempting as it is to let him stew in it, she takes a breath and does her best to keep them both calm. It wouldn't serve either way. ]
We can't be the only ones lost here. They made pamphlets. That must mean this is all fairly usual.
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Persephone, perhaps, had the better idea of it.
Back to his habits as quickly, using her to justify himself. The words she knew, had nothing to do with her, because it was unsettling, yes, but she was in some ways used to that laughter.
Tempting as it is to let him stew in it, she takes a breath and does her best to keep them both calm. It wouldn't serve either way. ]
We can't be the only ones lost here. They made pamphlets. That must mean this is all fairly usual.