give me a boost over heaven's gate

Sir? The boy's manners were appreciated, but misplaced. Odysseus deserved many things, but being addressed so formally wasn't one of them. "Ah," he said with a chuckle. "Please, call me Odysseus and save that 'sir' business for Rhyme."

Epitaph's submissive behavior wasn't lost on him. It was understandable considering the background Rhyme thought he had, but Odysseus was determined to set Epitaph on the path to self-confidence while he kept watch over him. That, like tending his injuries and offering him refuge, were vital steps in his recovery.

Hoping to lessen how big of a threat he must have appeared to Epitaph, Odysseus sat down a short distance away. This way he wouldn't tower over him as they talked. "No, I just wanted to make sure you are alright and settling in well. Is there anything you need? Anything I can help with?"

  "Odysseus" and "Olafur"