Patroclus sort of stumbled towards the living room and he let himself fall into the sofa. God he was exhausted. How had he not noticed he was exhausted?
He looked over at Roxanna, trying to find strength in being with her. "He came to see me and started demanding I come to his house! Something about...honoring him and his horrible, rapist wife. He wants me to just show up there like he didn't fuck-" Patroclus trailed off because while Roxanna was one of three people who Patroclus had told about what Hermes had done to him, he still probably didn't need to spell it out. "I don't want to go back there!"