@letheslept asked : ‘ is it my fault? it’s my fault. it’s always my fault. ’ — also @ zag fnjckrf ( sentence prompt // selectively accepting ) + reply to this ask.
something in his heart breaks. he had just wanted to comfort the god, let him know that he did deserve better. that the way people treated him was wrong. but the way hypnos replied, the confusion, the fear that someone, either hades or perhaps worse, nyx said something... the way his question became a rambling, blaming himself... for what even?
it took zagreus back. back when he had been a child, after every fight with his father he would cry. ‘it’s my fault that he hates me’. he’s mostly outgrown those thoughts, or perhaps he just learned to cope with it. the prince had found his reassurance somewhere else. in the encouraging words of his teacher or the soothing words of mother night.
a mother that hasn’t talked to her own son in... how long? only addressing him if she had to? nyx didn’t yell like hades did, he had never seen her and her sons argue the way zagreus and his father did. perhaps it would be even good for hypnos to talk to her that way for once. ( but that’s not how hypnos is, isn’t he? ) he’s sleep incarnate, a gentle touch to ease people into their dreams, similarly to how thanatos could never bring violent death, even charon, despite an appearance that may frighten humans, could be reassuring. simply bringing the shades to the house, not judging what they did in life. the brothers are gentle, each in their own way.
but hypnos... even when zagreus rolled his eyes at sleep’s advice, even if he sounded tired in his banter, he appreciated the other. to be greeted with that grin was refreshing, especially when he had to talk to hades afterwards. though it makes the prince wonder if he should have said something earlier, make sure hypnos knew that zagreus appreciated him.
“hypnos. hypnos calm down for a moment. nobody said anything, and even if, why would I care?” zagreus sighs and brushes back his hair. “you’re not at fault for anything...” it’s not as if hypnos work had an actual end, people always died and would line up in the house. and people would always need sleep.
“hypnos, I am saying this as your friend: you need a break. and I mean that” he especially needed to get out of this hall, away from people either nagging him or ignoring him. “...wanna come with me?” he suddenly asks, slightly surprised at his own suggestion. “I’ll just say I want to test something... I’m sure mother could help me convince father.” besides, it’s not as if he escapes fully by himself, considering he had the boons and even other forms of help. and hypnos wouldn’t need to assist him, just follow him.
“I mean when I do an escape run. you can stay behind me. we’ll talk on the way up... I don’t think I’ve been a particularly good friend to you recently. even though you’ve always been there for me.”