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[Log - Who's there?]

The room had no windows, which was unusual for anything that Darryn requested. From his Scintillian background he always wanted large windows, stained glass and generally set high into the ceilings or spanning the whole walls.

This room had not a single window though, but it was still light inside. Darryn had crafted a sun from his own light and power - just a small one, that would fit between his hands, but it lit the entire room and hung high in the ceiling.

It was also filled with sand that Darryn had crafted. Piles of it that filled every corner of the room, sometimes crawled as high as the ceiling. In the sand Darryn could use his magic, create a swirling vision of Phosphorumbra to look over, or more specific parts of the whole world.

He was doing that now, sat cross legged on the floor with a small swirling whirlwind of sand that showed him the city of Lamsence which he gazed at even while he heard the door behind him open.

"Something you need?" He asked, gesturing at the sand so that it took his view back, to take in Passiada state as a whole.

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"It's just me dad. I wondered if you were hungry yet?" The gentle voice of Darryn's youngest son came to him fro the doorway. As the boy entered the room the place got a little brighter and Gil himself took on a new sort of shine he didn't have when he was elsewhere.

"You've not eaten since this morning."

Darryn looked over his shoulder at his son and smiled with loving fondness, more than happy to be interrupted by him at any time.

"Well... I could eat," he confessed. He didn't strictly need to eat since he had become a DemiGod, but he truly loved the experience of eating too much to really give it up.

"I thought you'd say that." The boy giggled, producing a plate of cupcakes from behind his back excitedly.

"Cupcake break? I made all kinds."

"I do love an excuse for cakes."

Darryn allowed the view of Phosphorumbra to die down, leaving the sand level until he forced it up and into a solid table shape, somewhere for Gil to place the plate.

"How's my Gila-monster doing today?"

"Okay." Gil answered setting the cakes down. There were indeed ones of all colours and flavours and they smelt sweet and warm.

"It's quiet around the library today. Charon and Shini are both away, father and you are working so..."

"So you busied yourself in the kitchen?"

Darryn crossed his legs and took his son's arm, letting him sit on his lap. Gilbert had always been small, and even fully grown he was a slender and petite boy - perfect for lap sitting.

He stroked his son's hair, "Not too bored and lonely, right?"

"I was a bit." Gilbert admitted. His daddy always knew him so well. "But now I'm with you, so if you don't mind?" His unfinished question implied that he might stay for a while, maybe even help Darryn where he could with his duties as a demi god of Phosphoreumbra.

Using magic he bought a cupcake over. It was dark chocolate brown wrapped in red paper and forested with cream icing and chocolate curls. He stuck his finger in the icing then held it up behind his head for Darryn.

Josh shook his head. There wasn't anything he needed after all, he just wanted to say hello and maybe tell Darryn how his son's training was going.

The beautiful room was a little warm for his vamperic nature to stand comfortably, but he did not let that show at all. He stood perfectly still, his presence making barely any impact on the room at all. He was just a slight shadow on the otherwise golden sand.

Darryn leant forward and took a bite of the cake, chewing it thoughtfully. He ruffled Gil's hair, grinning at the back of the boy's head, "It's good" he commented although that could have been in reference to the cake or his son's visiting him.

"Do you not want to travel like Shinii and Charon, Gil?"

Without a verbal reply, Darryn thought perhaps that he'd been hearing things and so continued to watch his world quietly. A few seconds in though he realised he did have that notion of being watched and Goddess forbid that Hudson would rest in peace if Darryn ignored his assassin training.

He turned himself around at the waist where he sat, seeing Joshua standing by the doorway. "Oh, hey." Darryn pulled himself up, the wind dying down as he did so and the vision disappearing.

"Sorry I was in another world there. Or you know, watching one."

Gil didn't answer right away, sucking the icing off his finger and enjoying that icing sugar sweetness lighten him up inside.

"I don't know." He said with a sigh. "I'll be alive forever, so I probably will some day."

"No need to apologies, Darryn-san." The seemingly young boy gave a meek smile, more with his eyes than lips. This was an expression that Darryn was already very used to reading from men like his husband who were less than emotive.

"Your room is very beautiful. I like to see." He bowed his head in respect.

"Ah, it's just sand," Darryn dismissed with a nochalent shrug. "I mean, I can do things with the sand, but not like there's a mural or window around here."

He brushed his hair over his shoulders and then winced slightly in a comical fashion. "Did Charon do something?"

Darryn gave a sigh, "Yeah. Living forever is... a strange thing, isn't it, son?" He wrapped his arms around Gilbert's waist and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

"Weighs on me heavy if I think about it. But... yeah it gives you lots of time to do everything."

Darryn pressed his cheek against the back of Gil's head, feeling the silkiness of his son's hair against his skin. He thought perhaps Gilbert was feeling sad, thinking about the fleeting time he had left with his partner, but he wasn't sure. He didn't want to bring it up if it wasn't forefront in the boy's mind.

"Charon often does many things." Josh answered with his usual calmness and somewhat quirkiness he had acquired in his old age. He could not help but notice the dismissive nature in which Darryn spoke of his duties as a sun god. There was a deep well of secret pain there, Josh sensed.

"Today, I do not notice anything naughty." He chose his words careful as usual. Today he did not notice anything bad from Charon, but that did not mean he had not done something.

"I know dad." Gilbert said softly. He did, he understood that about Darryn very well and worried about him often because of it.

He was also thinking of the short time he had left with his partner, but indeed he wasn't about to bring it up. The way it had been bought up last still left him very uncomfortable in his heart.

"When this part of my life is over, we'll see what happens next."

"We will see," Darryn agreed. He had no doubt his children could persevere whatever hardships eternal life threw at them; although he didn't really have to like it.

He squeezed his son tighter, then reached around him and took a cupcake of his own.

"You know, Gil, when it gets to this part of your life being over, you're not alone." Darryn bit his cake in half. "I mean, I know it seems like you guys have to be mature, growing up in this library, but I've lost a lot of people in my time, and Shinii did too. So we'll understand."

Darryn nodded slowly, showing that he understood the meaning behind those words.

"Well, that's the best we can hope for, right?" He offered Joshua a smile.

"Just some paperwork for Thanatos." Maurice spoke softly, not really wanting to interrupt Darryn when he seemed so very busy. He had come by, in truth, to see the demi-god. Perhaps to have a chat and something to eat in his company? He didn't realise Darryn was working.

"I can leave it on his desk. I'm sorry to have disturbed you Darryn."

Josh nodded, pleasantly rather than happily. He didn't express much emotion even then.

"He is learning very quickly." He told Darryn then. Praise and warning together.

Darryn would ave felt his son get heavier in his arms. He knew where this conversation was going an he didn't like it. Of course, he wasn't one to exercise avoidance. If something needed to be said, it needed to be said, but like his fathers attitude to certain things, he didn't have to like it.

"I know it's okay to be sad, dad." He reassured his father. He did indeed know that, but he would rather be happy. His partner was going to die one day, that would not be a happy time. When he had chosen to spend a part of his life with Risen, he had hoped the two of them could determine the beginning and end, without things like death coming into it.

The sand world fell flat back into the sandy floor of the room. Darryn looked up over his shoulder, pulling himself up and trying to stand up quickly.

Observant as ever, Darryn knew Maurice wouldn't have brought Thanatos' paperwork anywhere but to the man himself. Clearly Darryn was the target today.

"Hey, Maurice!" Darryn greeted the other man with genuine joy. "How are you?"

"Yeah, we're fast learners in my family it seems.

"So... Hey." Darryn sucked his lower lip thoughtfully. Two chairs crafted from sand grew up from the floor. "Do you want to sit?"

"I know, you know." Darryn fell silent a moment.

He lifted his hands and worked them into his son's hair, stroking through the golden and blue strands with his rough fingers and tattooed thumbs.

"It doesn't necessarily get easier though," Darryn said after a minute more. "It really doesn't... and I don't want you to think it does and then maybe it won't and you'll resent us for not letting you know that it just gets to be that you keep going rather than you walked away from it.

"I mean..." Darryn tried to get his mind off rambling-dad and into sensible-dad. "You can't walk away from your pain, its your shadow, it's always under you. You know?"

"Dad," Gilbert stooped his father, trying to smile gently but finding it hard with tears moistening his eyes.

"Don't make me think about it until it happens. Please. I'm already helpless because I started this thing. Don't make me think about the end."

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