[Well, if he doesn't want the bottle... Hythlodaeus will keep hold of it, resting it against his thigh rather than trying to move to give it back to Hades again. He's so cute like this, though he's sure the other man would be disgruntled to hear himself described in such a way, and the way he settles as Hythlodaeus finds a comfortable position is cute as well.
He lets his head rest back as he listens to Hades' voice by his ear, feeling the way his heart gently swells with the simple tone and cadence of it regardless of the words being said, and he utters the softest chuckle at the questions sent his way.]
I speak to a thespian and poet, do I not? A veritable master of words. [Hythlodaeus smiles and although Hades would not be able to see it, the expression is clear enough in the warmth of his voice.] Paint me a picture with them, dear heart, and I will hear no excuses that you are incapable. I know it not to be so.
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Date: 2024-12-08 02:30 am (UTC)He lets his head rest back as he listens to Hades' voice by his ear, feeling the way his heart gently swells with the simple tone and cadence of it regardless of the words being said, and he utters the softest chuckle at the questions sent his way.]
I speak to a thespian and poet, do I not? A veritable master of words. [Hythlodaeus smiles and although Hades would not be able to see it, the expression is clear enough in the warmth of his voice.] Paint me a picture with them, dear heart, and I will hear no excuses that you are incapable. I know it not to be so.