I have. Yes. I cannot say it has ever ended particularly well in the past.
[Which wasn’t unique to him, Morpheus knew that. Ever so many broken hearts existed in the galaxy. It had existed in the very man who sat here with Morpheus. Hob, too, had suffered loss. Perhaps it was not, or should not, be a surprise that humans were so resilient. Not that anyone, mortal or Endless truly got over the loss of their family. It had been centuries and Morpheus still couldn’t bring himself to grieve with Calliope over Orpheus.
Would he take it back, though? That was the heart of regret, wasn’t it? To wish that something had never transpired. As much as it hurt, if he was honest with himself, he would not take back his time with Nada, Calliope, or the few others whom he had opened his realm and world to beyond his duties.]
You have always been the risk taker, Hob. The man who defied Death on a drunken gamble.
[Perhaps there was something to learn from that so very human trait.]
Wanting for myself does not come easily. My duties have taken such precedence. But… I don’t find myself wanting to depart your presence.
[When Hob lost his own family, it ruined him for nearly a century. That sort of loss was the kind that many do not come back from. Others might have accepted death at that point, but Hob was more resilient than some others. Perhaps they picked someone too strong willed for Death's game, or more likely, Death knew exactly how Hob would handle eternal life and what his life would do to her brother.]
To be fair, I didn't know I was gambling at the time.
[It was also very human to simple stumble through life with a bit of luck. At Morpheus' words, Hob smiles.]
I like being with you, too.
[Maybe those aren't the exact words that came from Dream, but Hob reads between the lines.]
Perhaps not. Still. You did return to meet the extremely strange man who helped grant you eternal life on a whim. I doubt everyone would have returned to the inn, no matter how much they wanted answers.
[Morpheus had wondered that first time around whether Hob would have even shown up. Some might have found it all too terrifying and steered away no matter the potential cost. Others might have had so much hubris to assume they didn’t have to hold up their end of the bargain. Morpheus could admit that back then he probably hadn’t presented the most welcoming of presences. Not that he did these days either, though Hob managed to bring out more smiles in him than just about anyone else.
Such as now, when Hob read between his carefully chosen words.]
You are to be my translator, then? I suppose I can accept it. Within reason. [A small smile softened his words. A ball was kicked near them and he reached out to stop it, gently rolling it back to the children at play.] Let us see then where these new days lead us. I look forward to figuring it out together.
[OOC: Agreed, I'm good wrapping this one up here! I'll tag our other one tomorrow if not tonight. At some point in the future we should definitely also write out Dream showing Hob around the Dreaming.]
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Date: 2022-09-06 12:00 pm (UTC)[Which wasn’t unique to him, Morpheus knew that. Ever so many broken hearts existed in the galaxy. It had existed in the very man who sat here with Morpheus. Hob, too, had suffered loss. Perhaps it was not, or should not, be a surprise that humans were so resilient. Not that anyone, mortal or Endless truly got over the loss of their family. It had been centuries and Morpheus still couldn’t bring himself to grieve with Calliope over Orpheus.
Would he take it back, though? That was the heart of regret, wasn’t it? To wish that something had never transpired. As much as it hurt, if he was honest with himself, he would not take back his time with Nada, Calliope, or the few others whom he had opened his realm and world to beyond his duties.]
You have always been the risk taker, Hob. The man who defied Death on a drunken gamble.
[Perhaps there was something to learn from that so very human trait.]
Wanting for myself does not come easily. My duties have taken such precedence. But… I don’t find myself wanting to depart your presence.
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Date: 2022-09-06 03:02 pm (UTC)To be fair, I didn't know I was gambling at the time.
[It was also very human to simple stumble through life with a bit of luck. At Morpheus' words, Hob smiles.]
I like being with you, too.
[Maybe those aren't the exact words that came from Dream, but Hob reads between the lines.]
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Date: 2022-09-06 07:45 pm (UTC)[Morpheus had wondered that first time around whether Hob would have even shown up. Some might have found it all too terrifying and steered away no matter the potential cost. Others might have had so much hubris to assume they didn’t have to hold up their end of the bargain. Morpheus could admit that back then he probably hadn’t presented the most welcoming of presences. Not that he did these days either, though Hob managed to bring out more smiles in him than just about anyone else.
Such as now, when Hob read between his carefully chosen words.]
You are to be my translator, then? I suppose I can accept it. Within reason. [A small smile softened his words. A ball was kicked near them and he reached out to stop it, gently rolling it back to the children at play.] Let us see then where these new days lead us. I look forward to figuring it out together.
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