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All things considered Pyrrhic was doing well. The loss of his twin stung fiercely, but he was learning to cope. His family was a welcome anchor and Pyrrhic took solace in watching his children play. He found their antics heartening. They were a constant reminder that life moved on. That fact was bittersweet but he knew he had as much a chance at changing it as he did stopping the growth of his children. For some reason that made acceptance easier. He was learning not to dwell on the loss but to look at the future's potential. Oftentimes it was bitter and hard, but the days where contentedness reined outnumbered the ones blackened by sorrow. So when Eligos' call went up Pyrrhic was not up to his eyeballs in any sort of despair or ill will. He was doing what he had always done when duty was done and rest was an option: tinkering. He had clasped between his paws a gift for Asmodeus that he wouldn't give the boy until his first birthday. It was a work in progress but he was certain that if he worked hard in his spare time it would be done in time.

After hiding the gift well so that no prying, impish eyes might unearth it, Pyrrhic set off for his brother. He arrived quickly and upon seeing Eligos gave his brother a warm smile. Once not long ago the gesture would have been effortful and he would have done it out of necessity under the belief that effort would ultimately bear fruit and give him authenticity. In a manner it had. He was happy to see his brother and genuinely curious to find out why Eligos was calling him. "Eligos! What can I do for you?"