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It is, but that's still very kind of you.

[now she'll push herself to sit up, forgoing the comfort of close contact for the politeness of not lingering.]

You know, you've been so nice to me, and I've forgotten to ask your name this entire time...

( she watches for a moment, and almost has a thought that helena shouldn't have had to move from that spot. if it's to get comfortable then she can allow it. )

Really? Is that what you concern yourself with! You've just woken up, and we should be talking more about you than me.

( she laughs softly, shaking her head. )

But I should apologize, you've been such a delight that I've forgotten to introduce myself. How embarrassing...

No, I've just been rude enough to not ask. And please - I've imposed enough on you that you don't have to devote too much to me.

[it's flattering, deeply so, but she doesn't want to wear out this kind welcome. she doesn't know all the rules here - doesn't want to seem like she's taking advantage.]

You've yet to impose on me.

( she laughs, soft and sweet as she continues on. )

Don't think of devoting, rather as a friend checking up on another. In a place like this, it's best to stick together, hence why I'm surprised you decided to rest here.

( her concerns can come later as a hand settles against her chest, a beat of her heart, and then she extends her arms towards helena to take her hand in hers. )

I am Pollux, a star that will clear away the darkness ahead of you in your journey.

[...that name, though...she would have been willing to dismiss it as parents overly fond of myths, if not for the captain's comment. that the Dioscuri were there, in the flesh, assisting people on the voyage. the local gods. it's a lot to process, but the simplest solution is often the truest.

she offers no resistance to having her hand taken, too stunned for a moment, and Pollux will see the shift in her expression as it dawns, the surprise, the wonder written there as the meaning falls upon her.]

...Miss Pollux...

[wait. wait. is that how you address a god? she doesn't know. she's only ever had to deal with addressing one with respect, and that one just went by titles.]

-No, I mean, Lady Pollux. Is that right? Is that how I should be addressing you? Please forgive me, I don't know, but the captain said you were here and I didn't think I'd already met you and so-

[please cut her off. she's just flustered because by all accounts, it's a great honor, when you meet a god that isn't trying to kill you. if she wasn't still a little sleepy, she'd be even more tripping over herself.]

( the sudden change is familiar, especially for someone who hadn't known the truth and this may be the same. disbelief? shock? her reaction brings no harm or offense, and she knows raising her hand dismissively won't be seen, and so she opts out to reach for the female's hand to give a squeeze. )

You may call me Pollux, or you may call me a friend. Whichever you choose, I'll eagerly respond.

( as long as there's respect, but she doesn't take helena as someone to show lack of it. instead, the warmth and kindness in her voice as she speaks fondly brings a smile to pollux's face. when the captain is mentioned, she wonders who she should comment on: jason, izzy, or even the elusive captain that's trapped them here. whoever it may be, to hear her call them strictly captain is such a polite title than their name, she understands that the other is honest to her actions and feelings. )

Do understand that as long as the stars hang above you, the Dioscuri are always watching over you. Especially when you're on a vessel like this, you are never alone, Helena.

[something about the way she says it makes it seem so certain, and that plus the warm squeeze of her hand sets Helena a little more at ease. she breathes, and the frentic energy dies down, just replaced with a soft wonder. someone who wasn't used to gods, finding one there, holding her hand, saying such lovely things. it's enough to make you believe it.]

You've no idea how much that means.

[quietly said, but she means it down to her bones, and there's an impression of it.]

Thank you, thank you for it.

Please, Helena, there's no need to thank me.

( not vocally, of course. rather she can show it by going on day by day with a smile on her face, but why does she have a feeling even that wouldn't be enough? her smile is gentle though she knows helena's unable to see it, and so she emphasizes. )

It's just that someone as cute as you have no reason to thank me so much, I've done nothing but state facts. Is that so wrong?

No, but I...

[how is she supposed to counter that? she can't even thank her properly for the compliment now. Pollux has well and truly given her too many emotions to handle at this moment when she's also deprived of sleep.

so, the goddess gets to see a rare sight - Helena deprived of her words, with too many thoughts and emotions passing along her face to settle on what to say. this is confusing. she half expects to wake up and be in a dream again.]

Take your time, Helena.

( there's no reason for her to stress herself out over this, considering pollux has possibly told her something life changing. in the end, they're in the same position, and so they'll have to work together. )

Hehe, you don't have to force yourself to speak.

But I shouldn't just not speak at all! That'd be terribly rude, when you've been so kind to me in general, and then you're a god on top of that...

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