Lastor awkwardly looked back and forth between Atlas and Circe who had gotten into a hug while he stood still, rubbing his head not knowing whether he should be glad that they were now peaceful or if he should be a little upset at how they had somehow dragged him into the little spat.
He eventually settled for the first one and broke into a smile both Circe and Atlas gently pulled away from each other.
"Once this is all over," Atlas spoke to Circe, "Let's get a good long rest."
Circe looked back at him, wordless as if she didn't know whether she should agree to his words when deep down she still wish for him to stay in the mortal world for longer.
Lastor then cleared his throat, finally gathering the attention of the couple who slowly turned toward him. As if realizing how they had involved the poor man into their little spat, they coughed, clearing their throat in return while patting their clothes as if they were also brushing away the awkwardness.
