[ Hythlodaeus has a job, and is actually really good at it as it requires analysis and memory more than uses of aether manipulation, and it requires coordinating people and fixing bureaucratic problems rather than more life-threatening ones. But he has long ago figured out what his purpose on this star is, and paying attention to what Hades actually needs is rather important to that. So while he might sometimes not quite manage it, he never stops trying.

The response makes him chuckle, and sit at the end of the couch next to which there is a small table with a pile of books and reports. The invitation to be used as a pillow doesn't get voiced, but even if Hades chooses to lie down the other way around, that's still fine. He's near, and he's not going to be moving much once his friend has drifted off. ]

I see. Then don't blame me if you don't wake up until it's dark outside.

[ The crinkled eyes smooth out slightly, and he tilts his head. ]

Do you want to talk about it all first, or would you rather not hear what I have to say just yet?

[ What he has to repeat, more like, but close enough. ]