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    When told it was liquor he'd been drinking, Athos spared a glance in the direction of his empty cup. He'd never properly partaken of liquor before, but from what he understood of how it functioned, he could understand why it seemed like nothing more than a casual beverage to him. His natural abilities gave him an absolute immunity to poisons of all sorts, as far as he knew. What he found strange was that Deianira seemed only more excited by the fact that he was unaffected by this beverage. "I... don't understand... why that's a good thing."

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    As she finished what was likely her third or fourth cup the young man now known to her as Athos finally found it in himself to question something about the other demigod but what it was wasn't something she actually expected. She took a bit of a pause, unsure of how much she wanted to say in this particular moment. "That's...." she paused before speaking further as if it was really difficult for once for her to express the depth of this situation and why it was so very momentous. "Complicated." she stated plainly but she knew this wasn't enough so she had to devote a bit more thought to this even in this moment. "It's good because you are yourself, no matter what and that is worth being excited about~" she said knowing it wasn't a full explanation. To be honest, Deianira found it strange when people weren't affected by her, and he obviously wasn't. But this was something she always wanted to find, someone who actually wanted to hang out with her of their own accord. Even so, it seemed that this would be a very slow going process, she couldn't remember making friends being so arduous.

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    An explanation was given, but it was not exactly one which gave Athos some understanding of the situation at hand. Surely he was himself; there was nothing else he could be. He had no clue what sort of passive ability this girl had to affect the moods of others, but even if he did have some idea about it, he would likely not be able to fathom it. Athos sat with his lack of comprehension about this matter, choosing to remain silent in solitude for the remainder of the trip, unless he was somehow inclined to speak for one reason or another.

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    Athos didn't say much else after her explanation, but she didn't really expect him to understand exactly why she'd be excited by his immunity to her. She knew he would be fine with the silence for a while so she let it go stopping drinking for a while. She used this time to clear her head and once she did, she had a singular question. "So, I was kinda wondering, why do you want a weapon?" she asked it was a pretty valid question, though probably randomly placed as far as their previous silence was concerned. Though she'd agreed to this voyage without knowing what he wished to do, it was kind of pertinent to know what was going through the young man's mind as far as his actual motivations.

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    Athos relished in the moments of silence he was afforded on this trip. It seemed, however, that said silence would inevitably be brought to an abrupt end by an out of the blue inquiry by Deianira. The daughter of Dionysus wondered why Athos required a weapon of such quality as one crafted by the god Hephaestus. He preferred leaving such queries unanswered, but there was some amount of humanity in the lad that gave him a certain sense of fairness. Because of this, the simple fact that this individual had made such efforts to assist him warranted at least some sort of answer. "... I need to fight someone."

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    Deianira found his answer to be unsurprisingly unspecific. Of course, she couldn't really fault the lad for keeping certain information to himself, she did the same for less than obvious reasons. Even so, she supposed if she gave a bit more information about what she actually wanted to know would make it a bit more rounded than most. A small chuckle would escape the girl. "You're funny, you know that~" she said. "But I'll take that one for being nonspecific," she said before she continued. "I don't necessarily want to know who you are fighting or anything, just why?" she asked simply. If she knew the reasoning behind the fighting she could be alright. This boy was far too timid and withdrawn to go warmongering or anything like that. Or at least, she hoped this was the case.

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    The prying continued. He'd given as much of an answer as he intended to, but it seemed possible that Deianira thought he was joking to some extent because of it. Whatever the case, she stressed not caring to know who he sought to face in combat. She did, however, have a desire to know why he felt the need to fight. Perhaps her wonder was simply due to the power of the weapon he sought, but whether this was the case or not, his answer remained the same. "... So I can go home again."

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    It seemed that whatever Athos thought about her further prying, he didn't bother mentioning to the young woman. Instead, he soon enough answered her query, in quite an interesting way. The young woman's eyes widened drastically when Athos mentioned that he simply wished to go home. She had no idea what he'd been up to before this point, or even what place he thought of as his home, but his statement was so full of loneliness, that it made her wonder what could be so bad that he'd need a god crafted weapon to achieve his goal. "Oh..." she said, seemingly speechless at the idea that someone could be that alone. Of course, this wouldn't discourage her. No, the rest of their trip, even though whatever was necessary to get him what he needed, she'd try really hard to help him out, because as far as she was concerned this lonely young man was especially in need of a slice of happiness. A quiet would settle over the pair for the rest of this trip, and Deianira wouldn't try to promote speech again, until they reached their destination.

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    Amethea slowed down her steps as she made her way to the start of a large collection of trees. The smell of fresh air and nature reminded her of back home when she use to hunt with her father. She could hear the sounds of rustling leaves as a light breeze blew through. She sat down to wait for her brother whom she forgot she left behind in her excitement.

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    Soon after Amethea's arrival, the blonde adolescent named Aiolia made his return to the wilds for what would be the second time this day. He wore the armor which marked him as Apollo's demigod champion, albeit in a modified, segmented state. The usual chest plate was gone, though the pauldrons remained and connected to a cape to wrap around Aiolia's body. Its gauntlets were reduced in size to cover only his hands and wrists. Lastly, the boots were significantly shortened as well. All in all, Aiolia seemed to have much more freedom of movement in this state. While this was not the case (as he had full range of movement while wearing the full armor), this simply felt more natural when hunting. "Alright..." he said to the wolf as he stepped up beside her. "I guess we should start by finding something with a coat of fur like yours. Maybe another wolf, or something..." After a brief pause, Aiolia turned to quizzically stare into the side of the wolf-girl's face. "Can you speak like that?"

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