Oh Hypnos, yes, yes, he could have easily been her favorite. Tall and languid, with those droopy eyes. It just made her want to squish him, and so she did floating up just enough to press his head against her bosom. "Hypnos! Who is my favorite?" It wasn't meant to be answered, not in earnest. Although it did sound like she wanted a favor instead of just being loving. "Family's always welcome," she said as if explaining to a small child. "At least, they are in my home."
There was a beat.
"Unless Pyriphlegethon decides to set my wardrobe on fire again." She let up on his head placing a hand to her chin. "Then again, I did get to go shopping again. Nevermind! He's always welcome!" Obviously, she missed the entire point of having to wait for him to invite her into his home, because she was totally invited all the time. That was like...the laws of family or something. Maybe he was just shy about the state of his place, but it was always kind of the same
Moving further in, she remembered she didn't even have to walk and pulled her legs up so that she was in a seated floating position. Much like a cat, she stretched her arms over her head, before curling up comfortably and floating on her side. "Is that tea I smell?" she said turning upside down so that her curls fell beneath her. At least she'd dimmed a little, considering she'd calmed down considerably since her entry. She was eye level with Hypnos when she looked past him further into the temples.
Yes, this particular scent of tea was definitely familiar. She scrunched her nose thoughtfully attempting to pull up memories of their prior interactions before she began to follow her nose toward the aforementioned tea.