" half of six. ”

“With a clear mind Hades establishes the realm of the Underworld, the three judges, sons of Zeus, will determine who goes where. This is a complicated system to explain, so I’ll let these four gentlemen show you instead. Boys, take it away …”

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“Whaaat? Nah.. I won’t.. get attached to this!”

Will you keep an eye on my cats? I'll come pick them up this evening. Thank you.

*leaves*

“Okay.. it’s not like we’re gonna get attached.”

Rhadamanthus proceeds to stare at Aeacus and Minos.

They just look at you like “what the fuck?” Then Minos blinks.

“Well..”

Rhadamanthus, Minos, don't let him lie!!

“I- of course I don’t!!”

“Oh, he absolutely does. Don’t let that poker face fool you.”

“Multiple, in fact. A small one on his desk. A larger one he keeps in his chambers- and-“

“Well- we-“

“Aeacus.”

I know I mattered to you. I thought it was the one constant I could depend on for how we interacted. As such, I was…somewhat perplexed, frankly, by your decision to lock me in the Labyrinth as opposed to employing any other punishment. I wondered whether this was out of some need for control? Power? Dominance? You could have desired many things from me that I would gladly have given (and would give again). Severing me from the general happenings of you and your court was what hurt me above all else.

You explain now that you did it due to what you perceived as betrayal and fear. I believe you. Fear drives people - cowards like us - to make the worst decisions. Fear, or more poignantly paranoia, was what caused me to murder Perdix, long before I even first arrived at Crete.

I wonder if I would have become a similar adrift refuge-seeker to your later years if I had not immediately decided on Crete as my first target after what happened in Athens. You are right in that many things could have happened differently between us, for better or for worse. But they did not, and that makes us who we are.

You write that your feelings towards me have outlasted all of our troubles. I feel the same. You saved me when I thought I was an empty husk. You always kept up with both my creations and my own state. You cared and laughed and angered and rose and fell with me. You made me and unmade me and let my undoing be yours too. I could say you were somewhat of an 'everything' to me, as mortals phrase it these days. I forgive you, too.

I do not know if it would be fitting to ever call us 'friends' or 'lovers'. They seem inept to describe what we had, what we went through, what we still have. But, Minos, if you accept reconciliation, I promise you that we shall be the closest companions - partners - until the end of the world itself. I offer myself entirely to you, like I did in our first meeting. I mean no pressure; it is simply difficult to write about our relationship and how I miss you. Of course, nothing between us has ever been easy; precisely why I have confidence that we have enough determination to rebuild our relationship. I dearly hope you feel the same.

Fondly yours,

Daedalus

“Hm.”

“Periooddd!!”

“Bookish? You mean scholarly. Literate. Disciplined.”