“Regrets could be one reason.”
Thanatos stood by the door, carrying food for him.
Zagreus turned around with a smile. “I wasn’t expecting you to come back.”
His smile widened when he noticed the food.
“And with food. I’m famished.”
Zagreus stood up, pushing away all the thoughts occupying his mind. He sat beside Thanatos as the God of Death prepared the food on the table.
Thanatos looked at him and chuckled in disbelief.
“Just earlier, you were about to burn this place to ashes, and now you’re drooling over fried chicken.”
Zagreus laughed.
“Food from the mortal realm is my favorite now. You should know that by now.”
“Eat and fill yourself with grease and seasoning,” Thanatos teased.
“I’d be delighted to.”
Zagreus rubbed his hands together excitedly as he looked at the food.
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