Erebos was enjoying the game. He liked to let Nyx think she was winning for a bit before he grabbed her and put couch to a more proper use. There had been very few boring moments in their marriage. They both worked hard to keep it that way. Though he had been enjoying his nap. He was going to keep Nyx waiting for waking him from that.
He was going to throw his pillow at her when she looked towards the elevator. He stopped the second he saw her reaction to their visitor. He moved to stand next to his wife to support her and so he, too, could see who was there.
“Philotes.” Ere immediately went to his daughter and enveloped her in a tight hug. Something was troubling her and he was prepared to go to war with the entire Norse pantheon if the need was there. He looked over Philotes’ shoulder at her friend. Someone else that was troubled.
“Welcome to our home. I am Erebos. My wife, Nyx.” He gave his daughter one more squeeze. “Come inside and have a seat.” He wanted to ask what they needed them to do, but it was usually best to let the children tell the story at their own pace.