Fight! Fight! Pillow fight!

[meridio]

[For someone so fixated on the concept of fairness, Somnus was never known for observing formalities. The Oracle has retired after a trying day, a servant tells him, and must be allowed her rest. He brushes the night guard aside with the snap of his wrist, and it's a matter of seconds before he's striding across the chamber to where Aera slumbers. That she looks so peaceful where she lies doesn't deter him in the slightest.

His brother might scold him for his brusqueness, if he were here. He isn't.]

Oracle—

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[indelebilis]

[ She's not giving up on him. Not now, and not ever. Because she has a feeling...

...that doesn't matter right now. ]

Promise me you will be safe.

[meridio]

[ He never did confirm that he'd be going. Of course, it doesn't take a genius to glean that he would based on his convenient silence. Aera is sharper than that. He turns back to face forward. ]

With the powers bestowed unto our house by the gods, I shall return.

[ Then he goes. Several steps into his departure, his feet prod the pillows she'd thrown at him. Somnus crouches down, scoops the one up by the middle, and—after a split second of thought—flings it carelessly at Aera. ]

[indelebilis]

Good. You know that I will be praying for your safe return.

[ And that he doesn't do anything too reckless. She sighs as he makes his way out... she's still not sure how she is to go back to sleep now, still just a little bit irked that he dared to awaken her like that.

And that's when the favor is returned: the noise she makes as the pillow smacks her right in the face is a mix of surprise and indignant. ]

——Somnus!

[meridio]

[ No sooner after she said that does he throw the second pillow at her with stunning precision. This one comes at her with less force. ]

The night is young, Oracle. You'll be needing those.

[ Now he leaves. ]

[indelebilis]

Hey, wait——!

[ WHAP. She's cut off when the second pillow hurtles directly into her face.

The last thing he will hear as he is leaving is a frustrated noise, and an extremely pouty tone: ]

That wasn't fair! Come back!

[ Except she deserved that and she knows it. Well... at least she didn't have to get up to go get her pillows. ]