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[Finally, after all these months, Kratos has remembered to get a set of curtains that match the rest of the house. It's a dark blue shade, which will replace the fail lighter blue that's completely mismatched from all the other curtains. He feels a little accomplished.
But he also feels a sense of dread thanks to Mithos being here. His left hand never leaves its perch on his sword, and he keeps himself completely aware of his surroundings. In an effort to calm himself, he glances up at the stars every now and then. They always did make him feel a little better.
tl;dr see Kratos walk with curtains draped over an arm. Will you bother him?]
But he also feels a sense of dread thanks to Mithos being here. His left hand never leaves its perch on his sword, and he keeps himself completely aware of his surroundings. In an effort to calm himself, he glances up at the stars every now and then. They always did make him feel a little better.
tl;dr see Kratos walk with curtains draped over an arm. Will you bother him?]