Two Eyes Cenote [M] A call from Olympus, ringing off the hook

Too tired. The weight of her eyes became too much to bear. When her mind did not want to move, and the flow of words streaming were nothing but a voice. All of them, she heard. All of them, entering both ears and settling down upon her skull. For each one said, she felt heavier, heavier, trying to decipher and unlock them. Her mind tried to keep up, and when it couldn't, she silenced him.

"Sh."

In little movements, her head pushed itself farther into the deep of his neck. A softness that she leaned into endlessly, weightless. Closed eyes, and she took that moment to breathe. Every breath taken, each with little noise. Each only softly pulling at her chest, as if they were hardly there at all.

"Ma-chi," in that breath, she pulled her head out.

The imp looked at him with squinted eyes, with the heaviness of sleep upon her. So fast. So sudden. As everything came crashing back down into a much needed rest. There was only one thing she wished to hear, and it was no apology. Legend wasn't sure if she knew what an apology meant. She also was not sure why he gave one. She didn't see a need. No running fear, and no running mind. It would not move anymore. Machi only spoke too much.
But she knew other things, and she knew--

"Tell me a story," she finished.

And that was all she needed.