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the son of witchcraft stands in the open door that leads to the son of hera, a new arrival, a new chosen. he unfurls one arm from being crossed over his chest to knock against the door. "how are you settling in?" he asks when he spots the new chosen. he knew of malik back from his time on the island, he hadn't thought he'd be chosen.
but casimiro didn't think any of the chosen demigods would end up where they areβhe didn't even think he would have been, he'd hoped, but never thought it'd be a reality.
"i'm on the next floor up, the last door on the left of the hallway." he lets malik know. "i cook pretty often, too, if you ever want to join in on the dinner nights or have left overs, feel free."










