He winces hearing that. The thought of Diomedes being one of the voices in his head, crying out in fear and pain... It makes his stomach turn.
"No, not yet..."
The king's breath catches, but then he frowns and rubs at his eyes. He thought he saw Polites, but that's impossible...
He must be more tired than he realized.
samtheskald
For the record, I am in my late 30s and have been roleplaying for over 20 years.
I am allowed to ask for boundaries on my hobby regardless of my age or reason.
May or may not be enjoying watching Ares pester the son of Poseidon.