[Any and all dogs willing to receive pats and scritches definitely deserve them, Ganymede would agree if asked. It's been a while since he's had a dog as a pet, and the very first ones are long, long gone, but they're among his favourite pets to have.]
Absolutely.
[He's good at keeping secrets, though even as he leans forward - a reflex in response to the slight intimacy of the gesture from Zagreus, as if it matters to lessen the vast gulf between them even by that much when they are both alone in their rooms - Ganymede wonders what secret could need telling this soon. The seriousness of the proclamation both fits with the joke from earlier as well as stands starkly against it, and Ganymede stares for a moment, wondering at the tone Zagreus has taken so far.
He feels like he's missing something, but, well. They've barely exchanged a couple words, "missing something" is probably inevitable.]
I'll take that secret with me to the... well, not the grave, obviously, but no one who doesn't already know won't hear it from me.
[He arches an eyebrow, a little wryly but earnest enough. Even if this is mostly a joke he'll treat it as serious until he knows otherwise.]
But it's not so much "climbed" as put where I was, my lord.
[It's reflexive, that title - there's some he does not address that way, but Ganymede hasn't ever started out not using it unless told otherwise. It's safer, certainly, with the deathless gods, and just because Zagreus can't easily get to him doesn't mean he intends to not be polite.]
And I'll do what I can, if you think you might want advice, since I can't exactly help you otherwise. I have no powers to aid you with during your escape.
But, well... [He pulls a little face, sheepish and with a faint blush colouring his cheeks, though how easily that is to see when he's sitting in the dark he doesn't know. Hopefully not at all. He blushes too easily sometimes, still.] Unless you wish to risk the queen's wrath and intend to seduce the king, intentionally or not, there wasn't much climbing involved.
[... Well, unless climbing Zeus counts. He's done that, most assuredly.]
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Absolutely.
[He's good at keeping secrets, though even as he leans forward - a reflex in response to the slight intimacy of the gesture from Zagreus, as if it matters to lessen the vast gulf between them even by that much when they are both alone in their rooms - Ganymede wonders what secret could need telling this soon. The seriousness of the proclamation both fits with the joke from earlier as well as stands starkly against it, and Ganymede stares for a moment, wondering at the tone Zagreus has taken so far.
He feels like he's missing something, but, well. They've barely exchanged a couple words, "missing something" is probably inevitable.]
I'll take that secret with me to the... well, not the grave, obviously, but no one who doesn't already know won't hear it from me.
[He arches an eyebrow, a little wryly but earnest enough. Even if this is mostly a joke he'll treat it as serious until he knows otherwise.]
But it's not so much "climbed" as put where I was, my lord.
[It's reflexive, that title - there's some he does not address that way, but Ganymede hasn't ever started out not using it unless told otherwise. It's safer, certainly, with the deathless gods, and just because Zagreus can't easily get to him doesn't mean he intends to not be polite.]
And I'll do what I can, if you think you might want advice, since I can't exactly help you otherwise. I have no powers to aid you with during your escape.
But, well... [He pulls a little face, sheepish and with a faint blush colouring his cheeks, though how easily that is to see when he's sitting in the dark he doesn't know. Hopefully not at all. He blushes too easily sometimes, still.] Unless you wish to risk the queen's wrath and intend to seduce the king, intentionally or not, there wasn't much climbing involved.
[... Well, unless climbing Zeus counts. He's done that, most assuredly.]