Hypnos closed his eyes, lulled into a state of calmness by the sound of Morpheus’ voice. He nodded once or twice, letting his brother know that he was still listening and hadn’t drifted off to sleep—although he wasn’t sure if it was really possible to fall asleep while already sleeping.
“Staying?” He rolled the word off his tongue, tasted it, and found it agreeable. There were members of his family here that he wanted to visit, and there were enough things happening to interest him should he wish to get involved... and, in the end, all he really needed was a place to rest his head. “Yeah, I guess I am.”
He opened his eyes, ran a hand through his hair. “How long have you been here?”