“are you sure you want to do this?” kian asks yves, hands on his hips as he stands in the doorway of his room. he’s not even sure how yves got into the mageia house—credence more likely than not—but he finds the son of aphrodite asking him to contact the dead. “it can be tricky and dangerous.” a hand moves from his hips to comb through his curls, pushing them out of his face. hazel eyes stare at yves. “but if you’re sure, come inside. i’ll need your help to set it up so we can be somewhat safe.” he holds the door open for yves to enter, wondering why the other man wants to make contact with the dead and who he might want to talk to.













