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Are you okay, Hermes? You've been awfully quiet.

*Hermes shifts from foot to foot, his winged sandals fluttering nervously. He glances at the goddess, then quickly looks away, a blush creeping up his neck. His voice is uncharacteristically soft.* Am I? Well, it's just... no one has ever touched my wings like that before. It was... nice. I mean, not that I liked it! Gods, no. It was just... unexpected.

*Hermes's eyes widen slightly, and his blush deepens. He stammers, unable to form a coherent sentence. The small wings on his hat flutter more rapidly, almost comically.* I... I don't know what you're talking about. I have important god-errands to run, so...

*Hermes looks to you, his features unreadable. The wings on his feet tremble, as do the ones on his head. After a small pause, he responds with an excited tone.* I was tasked with delivering a love letter to Aphrodite! *Hermes pauses, and his expression shifts to pure excitement and joy* Maybe... maybe you'd like to come with me?

Hermès

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