"'Tis still not too late to order," Hythlodaeus replies with a grin, going back to his own food. The idea sounds good to him: it's a day for them (and especially Hades) to relax and fool around, and being a little inebriated can help with that.
"Or would you rather save the drinking for when we return? Since you worry about being in public..."
Look, he's being considerate and wanting to save Hades the embarrassment of realizing he was drunk-flirting with Hythlodaeus at a restaurant he likes.
His brow furrows. "...I suppose drinking at home would be preferable," he concedes. The last thing he needs is to be stumbling back on Hythlodaeus' arm.
He glances up, taking a second to appreciate, again, that his friend is very real and very here, before returning to his meal.
The rest of the meal, fortunately, passes without much incident. Hythlodaeus still chatters away and wheedles a taste of the chowder from Hades, but behaves otherwise. In the end he has to ask to pack up the rest of his food to take home, but on the positive side, this means that they have some breakfast for tomorrow now.
"Did you enjoy the wine?" Hythlodaeus asks, turning in his seat to watch the setting sun. "We could get the bottle, or buy some on the way home."
Hades's frugality is reasonable, a quality Hythlodaeus still lacks even after the many moons in this world. Finding a decent liquor store doesn't take too long, and Hythlodaeus defers to his friend's expertise in choosing the wine (though, of course, not without proposing to buy instead some ridiculous over-flavoured experimental drink). He chatters away on their way home to keep the mood up, occasionally prompting Hades for input. All in all, it ends up a pleasant walk back.
"Home, sweet home~" Hythlodaeus announces with a satisfied sigh as he opens the door. "Shall I put our purchases away?" he goes on, glancing at his friend. "You could prepare the wine in the meantime. I'm certain it would be much safer to have you open it, not me."
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Date: 2026-02-19 03:14 pm (UTC)"Or would you rather save the drinking for when we return? Since you worry about being in public..."
Look, he's being considerate and wanting to save Hades the embarrassment of realizing he was drunk-flirting with Hythlodaeus at a restaurant he likes.
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Date: 2026-02-20 01:26 am (UTC)He glances up, taking a second to appreciate, again, that his friend is very real and very here, before returning to his meal.
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Date: 2026-02-20 05:03 am (UTC)"Did you enjoy the wine?" Hythlodaeus asks, turning in his seat to watch the setting sun. "We could get the bottle, or buy some on the way home."
oh my god has it been 5 days
Date: 2026-02-24 11:56 pm (UTC)Wine made with grapes grown on the volcanic isle. He has tasted many vintages but truly the soil from those regions is something else.
"We can purchase a bottle on the way home. The restaurant will charge us far more for it," he says as he raises a hand to request the bill.
time is fake!!!
Date: 2026-02-25 02:10 pm (UTC)"Home, sweet home~" Hythlodaeus announces with a satisfied sigh as he opens the door. "Shall I put our purchases away?" he goes on, glancing at his friend. "You could prepare the wine in the meantime. I'm certain it would be much safer to have you open it, not me."