Erebos wasn't the one who had made the meeting awkward, it had been the she-devil who had proclaimed he'd look good with my fur draped over his shoulders that made it awkward. I had no doubt that if I had met him else where we wouldn't have had issues. It made me interested in trying to figure out who my other siblings were, and maybe eventually I'd seek a few out, but for now, I was content for a little.

Mom was the topic for the brief moment. And a pang of regret hit as I listened to him. I nodded, my eyes rolling slightly as we spoke of her and her issues, I suppose. But I didn't comment, merely because I had to work up to what I needed to say, but I figured I'd let him speak his mind about the rest of our conversation first. His words made me settle a little, but only ensured that what I needed to say was more than needed. I waited until he finished his words before trying to find the right words to say.

"I know now I was wrong as a child, wrong to believe everything she said was the absolute truth, wrong to believe the lies she spewed about you. I see that now." I find myself puttering, trying to find the words that I needed to. "I feel awful knowing I believed her when she was so blatently wrong, and there's nothing I can do now to make up for that, only ask for you to give me a chance to show I'm not the same that she is, and maybe mend some of the damage I've done." Yes, I realize I'm sounding pathetic and sappy, but damnit, realizing after all these years that my father wasn't this deranged man my mother made him out to be was a bit shocking, and it made it hard to forgive myself in that matter, I only hoped that from here on out we could start fresh. One can wish right?

I let my gold eyes find his, and I waited. Unsure where this would take us, I hoped to stay, maybe a little while to see how I fit in, if I could fit in.