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Erebus continued to drink from his bottle as if he didn't even notice when Thanatos sat down across from him. He set the bottle down slowly, eyes closed softly and his face blank of emotion. "What makes you think I would know?" Somehow, with the number of deities he'd met that day, he wasn't surprised to his see one of his bastard children. He slowly opened his eyes and with a glare that could stop hearts, stared straight into Thanatos' eyes.

Under the table, Erebus' shadow began to shift across the ground, as a dark wicked feminine laughter echoed out through out the dining hall. Erebus reached up, lifted his fedora from his head and set it in front of him on the table, beside his wine. He lifted the bottle back to his lip and drank slowly and deeply, letting the cool, ancient alcohol run against his tongue.