Hermes cocks his head at the question, swirling the wine in his cup. For now, at least, he's content to drink without eating.
"...Slowly, then all at once." Hermes tries to gesture with his hand, making a very shallow slope and then a harsh fall. "I felt it coming a little. I had a chance to stop it if I really wanted to. It'd mean not doing what felt natural, but I could have. But then once you're the god of something, you always will be, even if someone else becomes the god of the same thing."
Hermes sips his wine again. The stuff down in the Underworld is strong, and it already gives his cheeks a light golden glow. "It was a lot at first, trying to sort through everything that I could feel and everything people needed from me. And it was a lot every time I became a god of a new thing. But I was born for it. I don't think I can imagine life without it now."
Hermes notes the lack of a second cup. He supposes that it would be inappropriate for Achilles to drink, but Hermes does make a point to put a few figs on his plate and push it towards his lover. A host wouldn't make his guest dine alone, right?
"It probably won't be so much for my Coz. Living mortals won't hear as much of his exploits, so they won't be able to build up his legend and ask him for things. It's always louder if they make temples and ask for things."
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"...Slowly, then all at once." Hermes tries to gesture with his hand, making a very shallow slope and then a harsh fall. "I felt it coming a little. I had a chance to stop it if I really wanted to. It'd mean not doing what felt natural, but I could have. But then once you're the god of something, you always will be, even if someone else becomes the god of the same thing."
Hermes sips his wine again. The stuff down in the Underworld is strong, and it already gives his cheeks a light golden glow. "It was a lot at first, trying to sort through everything that I could feel and everything people needed from me. And it was a lot every time I became a god of a new thing. But I was born for it. I don't think I can imagine life without it now."
Hermes notes the lack of a second cup. He supposes that it would be inappropriate for Achilles to drink, but Hermes does make a point to put a few figs on his plate and push it towards his lover. A host wouldn't make his guest dine alone, right?
"It probably won't be so much for my Coz. Living mortals won't hear as much of his exploits, so they won't be able to build up his legend and ask him for things. It's always louder if they make temples and ask for things."