[Hermes]

He sighed, a trail of sad-sounding moans and whispers filling the space, a small amount of fog rising from him.

In light of our history, today, I will concede for the second time in my history. The first damned me to such a form, and this one proves me to be keen to your whims. I apologize, other-girl-who-talks-to-the-air.

And you. He looked at the Deathless, pointing. I'm glad to see you are the same girl I've always seen.