WHO: Henry Claus, Luna Olmos, and a bit of Hermes WHEN: Sunday afternoon WHERE: Peitho's place WHAT: Just a chat, we'll see! WARNINGS: Unlikely unless it's luna worrying what Peitho would do to Henry if she was there!
These days when Henry met with Hermes, he did it in a cafe or somewhere not in Hermes' penthouse. He didn't really like the place. It made him feel like a country bumpkin, which was saying something for someone who grew up in a penthouse apartment on 34th street in Manhattan. Henry didn't like extravagance much these days. He was much more a fan of the Merry Men's philosophy than Hermes'. But Hermes had saved his life, and then he had had his brother save it again. They had huddled together in the devil's basement and that meant something.
So when Hermes texted Henry in the morning to let him know he was a little under the weather and he was going to have to postpone going out for coffee to catch up, Henry had decided to brave the penthouse. Though not before he spent an hour and a half making his mother's recipe chicken noodle soup, which had always made him feel better when he was sick as a kid.
He bundled up and made his way to Hermes' place, the soup in a container in his hands. He rung the bell and waited, a little smile affixed to his face, vehemently hoping that Hermes' wife did not answer the door. He was terrified of Peitho.