Tell me you don't know how to midnight without me.

  He’s searching the wealth of photos on his phone for the one that’s of his friend. It’s a little harder than expected to find a good photo of Heather. Not because he doesn’t look good when he’s stationary. It's just the part about him being stationary long enough for anyone to get a good photo that is a little difficult! He’s always laughing or moving in ninety-eight percent of the photos and when he does manage to sit still either he took the photo himself or it’s the work of someone extremely close to him who has his attention. Dakota stops his search though when the other says that they know Heather

   His eyes lift and there’s a question that lives in them but for the moment he says nothing. Instead he gives a little nod and just pockets his phone again. As he does so, he listens to the rest of what is told to him. Discreet he pretends he didn’t hear the tension in the other’s voice about Heather, nor the mumbling that passed about plants surviving. Dakota is good with plants and he credits it to carefully learning about them over the years.

   Though, if anything, he also credits his skills with them now to the amount of times he failed to care for plants he had in the past. 

  Patient he waits for the other to make his way through sharing that he wants to try and keep a plant to show that he can to someone he cares for. A girlfriend. The dots are coming together slowly to something that Dakota was briefly told by Heather in passing but he doesn’t say anything other than, “I get you. I have this thing where I want to show I can stand on my own if I need to a lot of the time. It’s both saved my ass and at times almost got me killed.”

  The seat is offered and though he does have a bit of a schedule to keep today, he figures it can’t hurt to help a little. He settled down in the seat and then looks to the other man. “Uh..” he starts and then laughs before he dips just a bit again, “I’m Dakota.”

   Then he starts in, “Some of the easiest plants to keep alive are succulents and cacti, but like…it’s basic as hell to have them. Don’t get me wrong, they’re nice and all but when it comes to, I guess, showing interest in her interests, it might go a little better to kick it up a notch. Think..mmm,” he pauses to drum up some plants he knows from memory. “You could get a Cast Iron plant… Or some other type of small indoor tree-like plant. Ooo! Like a Money Tree! They’re kinda cute and grow really well indoors and you only need to water it when the soil goes dry.”

He cleared his throat before rubbing his head. "Money tree. It sounds interesting...I don't want to keep you, you seemed busy when you stopped earlier. Could I have your number maybe? And reach out of I have questions?"

"I'm pokey uh?" Having her face raised by his hand and hence being closer, made Hecate eager to be freed from the cables even more. Khonshu's demeanor and playfulness did bring some annoyance to her, but there was something in it that also refrained Hecate from casting a spell to dissolve the wires against her skin. The goddess's pride urged her to be freed, but her curiosity kept her still. Come off? Hecate had no trouble identifying Khonshu's question as rhetorical. At that moment it was clear that it wouldn't matter how much Hecate would nag, the Egyptian god was set on whatever he planned to do, from the moment he saw the situation at hand.

Seeing Khonshu get busy with his sleeves, and after taking a second to appreciate the view, Hecate took the chance to shift and try to sit on the bed. The idea was to get on her knees and then balance herself, to ultimately get up from the bed. However, such a plan didn't last long as once Hecate rested her weight on her knees and lightly turned her back to Khonshu, a swift movement caught her off guard.

NSFW Mention of physical aggression, ripping fabric and violence (as a memory)

~"Well, ye-." Before Hecate could voice out her impertinence towards such an obvious statement, her words got cut off by the feeling of the cables against her body becoming even tighter. Her immediate reaction was not to nag at Khonshu, but to feel shy as she noticed how arched her back was, keeping her chest in a very perked position towards where Khonshu stood. "Not really, the lights aren't that strong." The affectionate name and the way Khonshu spoke made her own voice become calmer, in a way Hecate couldn't understand how.

Seeing Khonshu turning off the lightbulbs, brought some relief to Hecate, as it seemed he finally understood the situation. And yet, there she was, being carried like a gym bag away from the living room. The whole scenario seemed so ridiculous it left Hecate speechless but once she felt the bed under her body, it was time to react. "Khonshu what the hell?" To add to her surprise, the lights were on again, causing Hecate to close her eyes for a second to adjust to the brightness.

NSFW

tw: mild phsyical aggression (no harm), ripping fabric

"It is a personal matter." Cedric nodded his head, acknowledging what Khonshu had just mentioned. "But it is not a secret anymore. It is not a matter that it would be harmful for you to know." Cedric's voice is calm, reassuring, and devoided of emotion when he speaks those words. "It'll bring nothing to your daily life as a god. Just mere dramas from us puny humans, I guess." Cedric shrugged, his last words now spiked with some sourness towards the reality of his family. Before he knows it, Cedric's hand is fidgeting with his necklace's pendant, which is shaped like a knife with a 'W' engraved.

As Khonshu spoke again, Cedric looked at the god with mellow eyes, followed by a bow. "Thank you, I appreciate it Khon- wait. Should I address you formally in any way? Mr. Khonshu?" The question may have sounded out of place considering the amount of times they have spoken before. But wouldn't hurt to ask. After all, gods' pride can be an absurd thing.

Suddenly, the sky above them was no longer still. The speed at which it moved brought some discomfort to Cedric's eyes but the demigod did not refrain from admiring and witnessing Khonshu's powers taking shape around them. And soon, their surroundings felt eerily familiar as Cedric was now before his family's mansion. "I highly doubt I'll have the need for a second time but- noted." Cedric's skin tensed, his breath turned even quieter than usual and he felt like he was about to engage in combat. However, Khonshu's instructions snatched his focus away for a second. "Not get caught? We can be seen??" Cedric did not expect this, expecting their time-traveling to be most an illusion and keeping them invisible.

But Cedric did not wait for an answer, instead gesturing towards the small group of trees that separated the mansion's facade from the parking area. "I remember father dismissed the security patrol that night, keeping only the one at the gate. Most likely not wanting undesired eyes to witness Will's arrival." Cedric scoffed, cursing under his breath.

"You're sure he arrived here, on the side the night he arrived?" Khonshu walked with the other, keeping an eye on all around them. He was interested into knowing more about why Cedric wanted to know more about Will. It was an interesting situation, and it was about to get more messy.

The god worried what kind of mess up would happen if they were to bother something too out of place. He tried climbing up the gazebo carefully and positioned himself in a manner that he was easily hidden. He turned his head to try and find a good angle that his hearing could work at.

If it wasn't the past already, and the fact that they couldn't alert anyone from attention, he would've let his godly form out - or a part of the representation - he would've used his falcon head to see if it could pick up any better hearing than what his mortal body could.

   The other man asks if the flowers represent his friend well and Dakota chuckles. Heather, much like the flowers, was beautiful and sort whimsical to look at and had many faces to them— but both were strong. Dakota had been privy to a lot of happenings in his friend’s life that many would never know about and he had watched the ways that he had picked up and kept going even when most would fold to life’s pressures. “Yeah, they really do. I’ll show you why when I get them. It’s.. kind of something you only get though when you see them both side by side.”

   Dakota thinks about showing a picture of Heather to the guy but he’s setting down the array of plants he has already and can’t just yet. He’ll do it in a bit when he’s back from the little shop. “Thanks! I’ll be right out! Give me like five minutes.. give or take!”

   And with that Dakota disappears into the shop with his wallet and things, leaving the other man behind with the collection he’s gotten. Quick and true to his word, Dakota emerges not but six minutes later with something wrapped in brown paper and tied off with a bow of twine around its middle. From the top of the wrapped bundle the most beautiful delicate pink-purple blossoms stick out cheekily.

"They survived....I guess I could do this after all...maybe." He mumbled before looking at his phone. "I don't know what kind of plant to get for my first house plant...my girlfriend...she really is into plants but I don't want to ask her because I want to surprise her sort of?" He wasn't making sense, but he had his idea. He didn't want Hecate to have to teach him about this, and that he wanted to do it on his own, for her.

The whole scenario would seem rather odd to anyone passing by. Two men meeting up so late in such a secluded part of the island. A rather conspicuous situation that most people would see in a very bad light. "Is it that obvious?" Cedric asked, feeling ashamed for not keeping his restlessness to himself. "So do I. Bella loves spending time here and it's a quite good alternative to the gym." The demigod tried to make small talk, a sheepish attempt to bring any composure to his presence next to Khonshu.

"Twenty-third of November, two thous-" Cedric got ahead of himself, but cut his own words to make sure he wouldn't totally interrupt Khonshu and for a second, Cedric took his eyes to admire tha starry sky above their heads. "Ah…" He sighed at Khonshu's question, taking a hand to rub his neck and looking away for a brief moment. "I believe it will not change a thing between us. But it might affect the way I see my parents and honestly… I have no issue with that."

"Of course, that being said...I won't tell a soul what we have done this night." He looked up at the sky before taking a deep breath in. The cool air was refreshing and the moon's light brought a certain kind of comfort that a old friend comes to visit, or perhaps waking next to one's loved one would be more accurate.

   “Probably got to do with that weird shape they got. Jack be creepin’.” Dakota answers the question. 

   He’s standing near to the asker, his hands dusting the dirt from one of his plants off his palms. There’s dirty on his jeans and a smudge of it on his face but it does nothing to take away the handsomeness of his features or the friendliness of his smile. Looking down at his hand first Dakota extends it out and gives a slight dip at the waist in greeting. “‘Sup?”

   The plants around him give him away as an enthusiast but even still it’s not every day that someone can recal the look of a plant just by the name. “You fiendin’ for a plant too? I got…”

  He laughs and motions to his collection, “Just a few myself today. I’m eyeing something for a friend of mine too, in that window over there. You wanna watch my babies while I get it?”

Khonshu was about to go back to his phone before he heard Heather's name. "What?" He stuttered a bit before catching on. "Oh! How interesting? Do they represent h---them well?" The God wasn't stupid, the likely hood it was the same Heather, was very high but he didn't want to think about it. He was still upset at the situation and how everything unfolded.

{{ In which Dakota will most likely drop at least one plant and ruin his whole week - open starter! First come, first serve!}}

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   He really doesn’t need more plants. One solid look at the private back garden of Honeypot would tell anyone that. Hell, one solid look at the front of the building would! Dakota had a surprisingly good green thumb that was not talked about too much but made itself obvious when he was on one of his binges again. Like today!

   Today, in the bright sunshine of the afternoon, Dakota is marching his way across town from one of the many spots to buy plants with one potted small tree on his left arm, several hanging plants on his right and some leaves peeking from the open top of his backpack. It’s too much- even for the demigod as he stops for a second and his eyes fall on a floral display in a shop window. 

   “Heather…” he says to no one, thinking very clearly that his friend might like the arrangement. The wheels are turning in his head about how he can juggle all of it in his arms and he’s got that look of determination in his eyes that is worrisome to others.

   Dakota sets the tree down and then the three hanging plants before he pulls out his phone to take a quick picture of the flowers to send off to his friend to ask about. It’s a fools venture to text about them- he’s going to get them either way. Putting his phone back in his pocket Dakota starts to collect the mass of his plants before he’s setting off again. He’ll come back for the flowers.

Khonshu liked to know plans ahead of time, and wanted to be able to be in and out right away - not bothering anyone for any reason. It was his old stubborn ways. He was outside of the store for a little while. staring at the plants and the flowers in the window before shaking his head.

He was feeling frustrated at the fact that he was so hung up about plants. Centuries ago he wouldn't have cared and just agreed to whatever plants he didn't even look at - in fact he probably wouldn't have any plants at all.

He went to the cafe near by and ordered a drink before taking it outside so he could think. Sitting down he was scrolling through his phone about plants. The god was starting to giggle and cackle at the idea of the plants and their names: Sneezewort, Bear’s Breeches, Dancing Girl Ginger.

He laughed. "Well I am the master craftsman to the gods. My history with my pantheon is only negative in regards to Aphrodite, Ares and Hera. There's only so much in the family that we can deal with," he added. Fotia leaned her head on Khonshus lap, quite pleased with her comfortable spot next to the Egyptian god.

Hephaestus pondered Khonshus opinion. "Well, curses have their own thing. A lot of the time, it's items associated with misfortune and unluckiness. It's similar to the idea of the evil eye amulets that exist because people believe that they ward off malevolent thoughts from them. Cursed items and jewelry are similar," he stated. "I tend to specialize in such items." He added.

The god pondered the others suggestion of balck jasper. "Yes. Black jasper is also doable. It would take some time to procure the right stone and the right amount but it should be doable enough. I have a contact who can get the rarer stones for me," he added. He pondered the ideas. "I think a classic Greek style with an Egyptian flair would be appropriate as a union of both pantheon. We do a lot of gold as well. I think," he grabbed the sketchpad he often had on the table, "we could go a few ways. A classic Egyptian style as inspired by Cleopatra with black jasper as a focus stone with a surrounding of black veined howlite with a Greek design motif," he said sketching out his thought. "Or we could go Greek style, as inspired by Helen of Troy, with black jasper as many stones and a central gold motif of your respective symbols," he added.

"Couple more hours." Cedric groaned under his breath but distancing the phone from his face. "Okay. The forest in two hours, got it." His voice was calm and polite, despite how annoyed Khonshu's words made him feel. After hanging up, Cedric took a second to look around and tried to decide what to do for the next hours. Returning home seemed too much of a hassle, Bella would be excited to see Cedric back but being left alone shortly after would be inconvenient. So instead, Cedric headed to MPPD and decided to process some paperwork he had left behind during his previous shift. Workaholic? Perhaps. But it was the most effective way to make time pass by faster.

His phone chimes with the alarm Cedric set, taking no time to glance outside and confirm there were enough stars in the sky to make Khonshu willing to help. Cedric was immensely grateful to the god, but his feeling of urgency sparked a small sense of brattiness here and there. He put his jacket back, said goodbye to the officer taking care of the reception and headed towards the forest.

The night was pleasant, not too cold and ther was no sign of wind. The forest had recently become a familiar place for Cedric, considering he'd visit it often with Bella, so the path was done quickly. There was a glade not far from the forest's entrance, the place most visitors would end up when firstly visiting the wilder side of the island. There was no way to miss it, considering a path had naturally formed with the amount of foot traffic. "Good evening. Thank you for meeting me at such short notice." He greeted once he heard Khonshu pronounce his name.

"The time, date and place. Ideally, would be in the place already, but that seems a bit...risky? and unattainable at the moment." He shrugged before taking his suit jacket off and rolling his sleeves up. Looking up at the sky he started seeing more stars appear. "I remember the stars of every night." He looked back at the demigod before giving a reassuring smile. "Are you ready to know what you've been searching for? Are you sure you want to find this information out? Will it change the outcome of your relationship with him?" He raised his eyebrow, wondering what the other would say.

He walked into the living room after taking off his shoes. He wondered over to Fotia, letting her smell him to get used to his scent. "I also don't really...want wandering eyes to see me around - not you...but it's a secret with what I'm needing your help with. Khonshu looked at the god before giving a soft smile.

As Khonshu settled close to Fotia, after letting her sniff him, the normally picky dog flopped her head on his lap. "That's a fair thought, And as I am the only god who resides in the Manticore apartments, that makes sense to come directly to me to avoid wandering eyes and people whispering," Hephaestus stated, in agreement. That was the right way to go about things.

Hephaestus settled into an arm chair close by, pondering as Khonshu described what he needed. Something to show serious but not a ring since that would be too obvious, but also it had be suited to Hecate and who she was as a person. "Of course. I see the dilemma and will of course give my advice and details in Greek. I may be a bit biased since my experience with the Greeks has been....less than favorable," he started.

"I'm sorry it's not...favorable. I figured...since that is your domain you'd have the best knowledge." He gave a frown before listening to the other get into his element. "I don't know - if it ...should be cursed? I guess I assoicate curse with bad...but not all curses are bad?" He gave a confused look before listening to him about the stones. Pulling out his phone he looked at them online. "I don't like the colours of them, but I like what they represent. I was thinking a darker stone...that's more her...and our vibes sort of?"

He shifted carefully to not disturb the dog as best as he could. "I think...black jasper. And a necklace?" He showed a photo of the black jasper. "it's supposed to symbolize safety and stability..." Khonshu didn't want to say much more than that. Hephaestus was smart, so he figured that the other God could figure it out easily.

"Demanding?" She shot back, in confusion. Khonshu's pace did not match the urgency the situation required in her eyes and it easily got on her nerves. Hecate was not one to be comfortable about being the butt of a joke, even if the circumstances would most likely be perceived as hilarious to anyone but the idiot that got themselves tangled in freaking Christmas lights. But instead of nagging at Khonshu, Hecate simply observed his nonchalant movements, scoffing and rolling her eyes as he put mundane items away.

She expected Khonshu to throw a joke at any moment, to take advantage of the situation and make her the topic of ridicule. It wasn't that serious, but Hecate had no experience to be made fun of and her goddess pride wouldn't take it very well. However, his demeanor was not of someone intending to have a laugh, but Khonshu was still amused by the sight in front of him.

"I tried to take the tree down but didn't notice the cables on the floor. The next thing I know I'm unable to move and I became one with the freaking tree." Her voice shows her obvious annoyance, just wishing Khonshu would finally get a grip and help. Mmhmm? That was it? The god clearly didn't seem to care to assist her and as he minded something else- blinds of all things- Hecate tried to move her body, struggling against the cables but ending up making things worse and every string touching her body tightened even more and causing her to arch her back, raising her chest towards his general direction. "Any time now, Khonshu…"

Khonshu tried to keep his grin hidden, but he had a tough time. It's not like he wouldn't help the goddess, he was just occupied with something else. "No. I wasn't...changing exactly." He bent down again, looking at the goddess and how tight the binds were exactly. "My, you really got tangled." He pulled on a rope, pulling the binds tighter only to chuckle as he realized. He didn't pull too tight, so she'd be uncomfortable.

December had passed and now amidst January, it was time to take down the decorations Hecate used to surprise her lover, just like Khonshu had done, the Christmas prior. The task wasn't exactly exciting but it was necessary, a small gesture considering how busy Khonshu had been with his business. With her phone chiming, Hecate paused herself and smiled while texting back.

( sms ; Σελήνη μου ) no need to worry babe. just make sure to leave everything organized over there, so they don't bother you when you're back 😊

( sms ; Σελήνη μου ) i kept your decorations at my place for almost half-year, you're okay ㅋㅋㅋ

Putting the device down, Hecate resumed snatching the items back into their box. Most of it was properly packed with only two larger decorations left: the tree and it's Christmas lights. Hecate was rather slim, so scooting behind the tree to star stripping the lights off was rather easy, without noticing her legs were starting to tangle as she went over each layer, mixing the cables mindlessly. She was in a rush and it became the perfect recipe to have the entire cord to roll around Hecate's torso, hips and legs.

Once she noted, it was too late, her annoyance over the Christmas lights only fueled the situation, causing her to tumble over the tree and now having her arms join the chaotic entanglement. Hecate was now strapped down facing the living room from the corner, with the tree pressed behind her and her arms roped against each side of her torso. To add to the ridiculous situation, one of her feet had pressed the switch, now including a light show to Hecate's humiliation.

"Demanding, are we?" Clearing his throat he threw his helmet onto the couch before taking his jacket off, hanging it up on the hook. He took a look at her again before bending down to take off his boots. Khonshu opened the door to the closet to put them away, then grabbed the helmet to store it away as well.

Sauntering over to Hecate, he loosened his tie, only to throw it on the couch then the cuffs of his shirt before rolling them up, just below his elbows. "My." He squatted down to her, looking at the situation. "How did we end up here, Habibti?"* He peered down at her, lifting her head up by her chin, making eye contact with her.

the sudden knock on the door caused his puppy to rush towards the door and bark at it, notifying the greek god of a visitor. hephaestus wasn't really expecting visitors today of all days, but everyone was welcome. maybe it was arawn coming to complain about his university work, or maybe it was yura, just dropping by to walk Fotia. either way, visitors were always a surprise.

He walked into the living room after taking off his shoes. He wondered over to Fotia, letting her smell him to get used to his scent. "I also don't really...want wandering eyes to see me around - not you...but it's a secret with what I'm needing your help with. Khonshu looked at the god before giving a soft smile.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

starter for @khonshu-mp a continuation from a deal they made here.

The Holidays were now over, a new year had started and it was the perfect tempo to mend any loosen heartstrings and exorcise the remaining inner demon inside his head. All of this meaning it was time to bring the deal he had briefly arranged with a certain Egyptian god and even though Cedric had thought to do this before, it was evident Sakura Lounge wasn't giving Khonshu any rest, along with rumours of a major conflict occurring between him and a Greek goddess, Cedric patiently waited for calmer days to come by.

It wasn't that late, but the sun was no longer to be seen. For any observer, he was simply taking a walk by Central Park and even though it was unlikely to see Cedric without Bella such picture didn't bring anyone's extended attention. Central Park was the ideal place to be, in the case Cedric would need to head towards Downton to visit Sakura lounge again, or walk to the Sphinx Apartments. The destination would depend on Khonshu's current location.

He listened to the other apologise for the disturbance before Cedric got right to the point. "Now?" Khonshu moved to a window, peaking out of the blinds. "Give it a couple more hours...I need the stars." The night was still young, the blue hue hadn't fully darkened quite yet.

"Meet me in the forest..."

"There is no need to remember you. We are leaving this place." He nodded and shuffled her body into his arms, carrying the goddess, bridal style. He stared at her every soften, trying to watch any damage done to her, that it was working and healing her. "Even if I had to remember you, I wouldn't need anything because I could never forget you." He stared forward, his eyes brimming with clear water.

The god walked around for a while till he recognized where they were. He stopped at the near by water to rinse both of them off, to help hide any blood that had been on them. He hoped that the water would stay on them for long enough to get by without people freaking out about his blood stained garments. Carrying her until they found El-Alamein, he stopped to speak with some street folk. Eventually he dropped several Egyptian pounds into their hands from the one pocket. It wasn't too big of an issue but it wasn't simple either as he was holding the goddess up with his arm, hoping she had enough energy to stand, but even if she didn't, no one would be able to tell as the God was able to hold her up perfectly.

Thanking the pair, he picked up Hecate again and began walking with the one man . Khonshu spoke in Egyptian, unsure if the goddess had practiced any- but even if she did, all he was really talking about were he could get a private room for several weeks without too much trouble. When questioned about the state of Hecate, he told them that she had gotten too much sun and that's why he was headed to a near by hotel instead of trying to return to Alexandria.

Hearing his words, a sense of reassurance flooded Hecate's heart. Her vision getting blurry not out of weakness but of the tears of relief that appeared. With the strength she managed to muster, Hecate took her arms to wrap around his neck, holding her torso up enough to be able to look at him and their surroundings. "Well, don't be cheesy now." She chuckled, hoping the small attempt to make a joke would make the whole scene more lighthearted. Both Hecate and Khonshu had gone through a lot in that last hour, humour was very much necessary in that moment.

The luminous rays from his healing powers seemed to be flickering, showing how taxing it was becoming on Khonshu. It made Hecate concerned for his well-being but in truth, there wasn't much she could do. Her magic had been drained away from her temporarily, becoming a major inconvenience. But she would help as she could, cleaning herself and Khonshu with the water as much as possible.

With her legs being strong enough to stand and step alongside Khonshu, Hecate did her best to remain conscious and keep a lively expression. Thankfully the folks of El-Alamein did not seem to meddle in someone else's business, not when real business wasn't involved. Hecate would do nothing but let Khonshu handle the situation, nodding in politeness and thanking people whenever necessary. The language wasn't a huge barrier, as she was well acquainted with it, but saving her energy was imperative. With Khonshu crafting an excuse, Hecate would look at the Egyptian man and nod, taking her hand to her forehead, acting as if she was tired from sun exposure.