(Sorry for the delay!)
Erebos was quiet for a very long time. He gave his Nyxie's words the appropriate consideration they merited. Elias Sandoa was the name that came to mind immediately in response, along with a hazy recollection of a life. Not his own life, but a simpler one. A quieter one. One with defined limits. A lack of family. No love.
But there were voices behind the voices Elias heard, and one of them was Morpheus. With the boy in the ...
"Apartment. Morpheus is in the apartment -- do you know that word, apartment, Nyxie?"
It was a foreign word. He had never spoken it with his own lips before. But he knew it. "I believe we're both living as mortals," he added. And, squinting into the grayness beneath him, he searched his drowsy memory for more of their family. Nyx had mentioned Eris... Yes. Their daughter was also near, but not as near as Morpheus. Louder, though. Her voice was far stronger. Erebos set his lips thoughtfully against the dark, silky head leaning against him.