#<- I'M proud of Ody - he's been searching people's memories for a while now as they tread through his waters

[just-a-mer]

The siren is surprised by the kiss, only due to its suddenness, but he does not pull away. Quite the opposite: he savors every second like the last bites of a fresh meal. Odysseus keeps his arms wrapped around Tiresias, unfortunately having the prophet partially submerged within the water to meet their height.

"I am not so sure about safety, but I am willing to risk a lot for a chance. You... mean a lot to me, Tiresias. More than I could ever explain, I fear." He swallows, still trembling with the excitement he had carried from the ship. "If this titan is our hope, then I'll follow it. From Olympus to the deepest reach of the Underworld." The siren promises.

Odysseus himself had his fair share of divine intervention; both good and bad, where morals were grey or lives had been taken and only some given new breaths. Even so, he'd be willing to suffer a while longer for the prophet. Memories were everything. At least, to him, they were important pieces to the puzzle of a life. They created the foundations and the boxes for storage.

"Tir, my star, I found them!" Odysseus yells, quickly swimming to the shore and grabbing the prophet's hand. Even without the sight of his shaking and drenched form, Tiresias can hear Odysseus' quick breaths.

It was hard for a mer to gather information that didn't travel among the sea foam, but a passing ship and a human on board had finally given him the answer he'd been searching for. At least, the one he had hoped would be it.

ooc: I know we have the other rp going on, but I couldn't wait to send this ask in hsbsjsms /silly

[ they jumped at the touch, grasping their love’s hand as an anchor to help ground them ]

“What—who—?—Love, please! You’re shaking; settle, then you can tell me everything.”

[thrpr0phetuseek]

“I know love. I’d do the same for you. You mean so, so much. Just keep yourself safe. Try—”

[ they bit back their words. Surely prayers wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? Besides, they couldn’t put that sort of pressure back on Ody—the lives of so many ]

“—Try to keep yourself safe. Please, muse. Do what you must but if all else fails, just come home to me.”

[ shaking ever so slightly at the weight of their words, they shift briefly in the water, stepping closer to give their lover another kiss and a tight hug as though it might be their very last ]

"Tir, my star, I found them!" Odysseus yells, quickly swimming to the shore and grabbing the prophet's hand. Even without the sight of his shaking and drenched form, Tiresias can hear Odysseus' quick breaths.

It was hard for a mer to gather information that didn't travel among the sea foam, but a passing ship and a human on board had finally given him the answer he'd been searching for. At least, the one he had hoped would be it.

ooc: I know we have the other rp going on, but I couldn't wait to send this ask in hsbsjsms /silly

[ they jumped at the touch, grasping their love’s hand as an anchor to help ground them ]

“What—who—?—Love, please! You’re shaking; settle, then you can tell me everything.”

[just-a-mer]

Odysseus returns both gestures to the fullest, holding as firmly as possible and letting the kiss overflow with love impossible to express. Perhaps that earlier naivety from his childhood had returned, but the siren couldn't stop himself from feeling hopeful. It was a sensation he hadn't experienced in a long time and was one he desperately needed.

To be able to help one person he loved; it was a relief. "I will." He confirms. "Even if this doesn't work, I'll be here with you through it all. We'll make new memories if all else fails. I'll tell our stories to you."

"Tir, my star, I found them!" Odysseus yells, quickly swimming to the shore and grabbing the prophet's hand. Even without the sight of his shaking and drenched form, Tiresias can hear Odysseus' quick breaths.

It was hard for a mer to gather information that didn't travel among the sea foam, but a passing ship and a human on board had finally given him the answer he'd been searching for. At least, the one he had hoped would be it.

ooc: I know we have the other rp going on, but I couldn't wait to send this ask in hsbsjsms /silly

[ they jumped at the touch, grasping their love’s hand as an anchor to help ground them ]

“What—who—?—Love, please! You’re shaking; settle, then you can tell me everything.”