shadowtruths

"They can, yes. Death has her own friends and colleagues, though admittedly, many avoid her as much as possible." It was something that, as a younger sibling, Dream had never really considered until Death pointed it out. How it was difficult for her too sometimes with her role, how sometimes it was more difficult than his existence. He'd taken for granted that his older sister was perfectly fine and there for him when he needed her, until she made it clear she sometimes needed people, too. More than needing him, she needed them. The people whom she took to the Sunless Lands.

"She does not tend to dally long, given her duties. I could see if she is amenable to meeting." Was he a little jealous that she wanted to meet another Endless? Perhaps. Not that he'd admit to it. "Normally she merely tells me what I need to do better than departs." Now he was being unfair and he knew it. Death was the most supportive of all his siblings. A bit grudgingly he added, "She gives adequate counsel."