[ A flick of his fingers and the pen in his hand vanishes out of existence. A moment later, the work on Emet-Selch's desk does the same - not vanishing into oblivion but being transferred into one of the desk drawers, which he makes sure is firmly sealed. ]
You have checked your work and double-checked your work. I suspect you've gone over it dozens - if not hundreds - of times by now. Emet-Selch, there is nothing else for you to add in these last few hours. What comes of tomorrow will come either way. Much better to not waste these scant few hours until then. [ His crooked smile slips a bit at that and a hint of his own exhaustion and weariness flits momentarily through his gaze. Though he hasn't been involved in the Convocation's work, he's hardly been anything close to idle either. And the looming calamity has frayed even the calmest of souls. ]
Hades.
[ His voice is quiet as he meets his old friend's gaze. It's not often he uses the other man's given name - not since he'd joined the Convocation and inherited his seat here. His title. His purpose. But tonight? Tonight, he wanted the man to know how serious he was about this. ]
Whatever happens tomorrow, regardless, things will change. Please, just for these last few hours, come home with me.
that sounds exhausting
[ A flick of his fingers and the pen in his hand vanishes out of existence. A moment later, the work on Emet-Selch's desk does the same - not vanishing into oblivion but being transferred into one of the desk drawers, which he makes sure is firmly sealed. ]
You have checked your work and double-checked your work. I suspect you've gone over it dozens - if not hundreds - of times by now. Emet-Selch, there is nothing else for you to add in these last few hours. What comes of tomorrow will come either way. Much better to not waste these scant few hours until then. [ His crooked smile slips a bit at that and a hint of his own exhaustion and weariness flits momentarily through his gaze. Though he hasn't been involved in the Convocation's work, he's hardly been anything close to idle either. And the looming calamity has frayed even the calmest of souls. ]
Hades.
[ His voice is quiet as he meets his old friend's gaze. It's not often he uses the other man's given name - not since he'd joined the Convocation and inherited his seat here. His title. His purpose. But tonight? Tonight, he wanted the man to know how serious he was about this. ]
Whatever happens tomorrow, regardless, things will change. Please, just for these last few hours, come home with me.