[ Hugo’s eyes widen at the revelation, but it’s not because he doubts it. He’s already met Ereshkigal, so the fact that Patho-Gen seems to be able to grab gods as well isn’t news to him. However, he does wonder about the sorts of gods that they seem to grab and that he’s seemingly drawn to. He’s already fond of Ereshkigal, goddess of death, so meeting a god of war…?
Hugo may not be religious man, but he does believe in fate, at least somewhat. So, meeting these two gods feels significant. Imprinting with them both moreso. Is that a reflection of him, he wonders?
It’s a personal thought he’ll have time to mull over later. Naturally, a god of war doesn’t leave much room for hesitation. ]
[ He asks it with humor and an easy, charming warmth in his voice. It’s a decidedly different side of Hugo than in the tunnels, since the charisma in his flirtation seems to come naturally to him. But there’s mischief too, since he reaches towards his jacket pocket to obediently pull out his Syntrofos. He can guess where this is going, and it’s almost nostalgic right away.
…Down to how Set reaches out to brush hair from his face, actually. That makes Hugo huff out a laugh as he tosses his device down too. At least Set isn’t a Carnivora, otherwise he’d truly be wondering about fate (and his own personal taste). ]
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Hugo may not be religious man, but he does believe in fate, at least somewhat. So, meeting these two gods feels significant. Imprinting with them both moreso. Is that a reflection of him, he wonders?
It’s a personal thought he’ll have time to mull over later. Naturally, a god of war doesn’t leave much room for hesitation. ]
Does that make this some kind of divine trial?
[ He asks it with humor and an easy, charming warmth in his voice. It’s a decidedly different side of Hugo than in the tunnels, since the charisma in his flirtation seems to come naturally to him. But there’s mischief too, since he reaches towards his jacket pocket to obediently pull out his Syntrofos. He can guess where this is going, and it’s almost nostalgic right away.
…Down to how Set reaches out to brush hair from his face, actually. That makes Hugo huff out a laugh as he tosses his device down too. At least Set isn’t a Carnivora, otherwise he’d truly be wondering about fate (and his own personal taste). ]