not at all surprised. but impatient ? perhaps. “ah. ask me all you desire, brother.”

// HAHAHA I DIDN'T EVEN

“i am desire. where i touch, things want and need and love.” legs crossed, they lean forward, chin resting upon their palm. “the failures you speak of are your own.”

mm, they still share our blood. but they are mortal . . . and susceptible to desire. do go on.

perfect ~ . . . and do you know which threads of desire you will focus on for them both ?

names, please.

smirks.

// desire would be sue sylvester

my bad. ♥️

no. ♥️

you have no bitches

deluded souls, as far as the eye can see . . .

who said i was talking about women

i do not make people desire what they do not wish for. i only amplify what already exists.

sweet orpheus. you know there is a heart yearning for you.

no, my nephew, i don't mean eurydice.

a certain prince very much feels passion towards you.

( a deadpan look thrown his way, their lips pursed. ) you think me to be wrong on this subject ? i know all desires. his . . . is true. and there is another, who wishes for you.

never assume ~. a most peculiar . . . girl. by the name of ophelia.

what is she then ? ( amused, they watch their nephew's expression - so reminiscent of times long past. )