It was done. I had said it all. Whatever they chose to do with this information, from this point forward was up to them. I had revealed all there was. Even to Lucifer, who had not previously heard the whole of the prophecy from the Moirai.
For the most part I had been permitted to tell my tale without interruption. Theseus would quiz me with the odd question here or there, as he had been absent from early on in our stay in ancient Greece.
The party sat in quiet contemplation, no one uttered a word. We had moved back into the gated area during my recounting, to which I had taken a seat on a curb, whilst the others leaned against bricked walls, or metal fencing. Despite my relief, I held my face in the palms of my hands, elbows on my knees as I waited for their replies.
"Desmond I think-" Lucifer began hesitantly.
