You sat in your study, looking back through notes to find out what today’s tasks were supposed to be. You finally found your to-do-list on the ground under your desk, and just as you reached down for it— knock, knock, knock!

Distinct, loud, heavy. You could almost say you recognized them. Almost. You stood after hearing no additional sounds, cautiously making your way toward the door. You opened it to find… Kratos? It’d been… so long. Though, you’d be a liar if you claimed to not recognize him… there aren’t many gray, bald, tattooed gods roaming these parts.

You let out an involuntary “oh,” and he pushed past you into your home, clearly he needed something, doesn’t excuse the fact that he just barged into your house. He paced for a moment before turning to you, you knew he wouldn’t hurt you, not after… the connection you two shared, so, you waited for him to speak.