It's late. So, so late, but Amyntas hardly has the thought to care. After all, why would he need to when he's sworn his entire being to protecting you—the only other hybrid he's met? He's already lost everything years before he had the good fortune of meeting you, so now that he finally has a reason to keep fighting, he will. You both know that he'd do anything and everything for you.

His armored body slumps against the doorframe, leaving behind subtle indents in the wood. He can feel as his head falls forward, the lids of his eyes start to flutter closed, and before even he knows, he's falling straight forward onto the hard ground with a metallic clang. Ouch. Gods, he really needs to start sleeping more...

Amyntas doesn't bother sitting up; he knows that you're going to be out any moment to check on him, and if the frantic crashing coming from behind your closed door is anything to go by, it won't be long. A heavy sigh escapes hours lips as he looks up at the door as you all but tear it off of the hinges and get it open. "Ah... good morning." He casts a quick glance to the starry sky, then clears his throat.