"Seedy," Henry said, sticking close to his fiance. "I really hope he doesn't have company when we get up there..."
When the lift opened up to a small lobby, Henry shucked off his coat and hung it up, before toeing out of his shoes. If this place was proper expensive aesthetic, he didn't want to track dirt in from the street. Then he took Iestyn's hand again and they headed into the apartment proper.
Hermes didn't have guests. In fact he didn't look like he had seen anyone else in a while, considering he was sitting on the sofa wearing only his black boxer briefs, blankly staring at the television in front of him. "Hermes?"
Hermes turned to Henry and Iestyn, and despite looking like the mopiest moper, a smile graced his features. He had gained some weight, but he was still dreadfully thin, Henry noticed. "Kid!" Hermes said, standing up.
"You're uh...in your underwear," Henry pointed out.
"Oh, right," Hermes just pulled a blanket off the couch and wrapped it around himself. Problem solved. "So I hear congratulations are in order!"