The Sentinels τέλος

u know the drill, hover

Hephaestus watched them and the joy that his presentation brings them causes a warm feeling to build inside him. Hephaestus and Tantalus are pleased that he did good tonight. Their happiness — their approval — means more than anything else to the guardian. He can not, would not, stop the rumbling that built inside of his chest at the hintings of a smile on their face.

He held onto his gift tightly as their form moved to grab at something he had not yet spotted. The sounds made it clear what was being done, though. A small creature had fell prey to their ritual tonight. Only when he thought she might be done did he dare to say something in dark, deep, velvet tones.

Θα είναι περήφανος.

Hephaestus spoke with confidence. Their father would love them, nurture them, support them through the darkness. He knew it. And he had Nausicaä to thank for it all.