Eryx laughed heartily and shook his head in amusement at the words he assumed to be a jest. “I’m sure you’re correct, Tempus. If Hades weren’t the lord of the underworld and death was a free-roaming individual surely they’d be a beautiful woman,” he agreed before leaning in and beginning to lift food into his mouth once again. He listened with a quiet sort of attentiveness about him as Tempus explained where his attractions laid. Eryx only offered an understanding nod of his head in return, his gaze shifting from his food to the heavily built man. For a few moments, he allowed his eyes to wander, and his mind to wander along with them. So, the German enjoyed the company of men more than that of women, did he? That was certainly something that he’d have to keep in mind as their relationship progressed.<br/><br/>The young jockey bit down onto his lower lip briefly to keep himself from potentially salivating at the unbidden thoughts that rose into his mind. He was roused from his moment of weakness, however, at the sound of a jubilant cheer that rippled throughout the room as a tap was pounded into an unopened barrel of relatively good wine that had been gifted to one of the servants within the hall on that eve. The nectar of the Gods flowed, tankards were filled, and the remainder of the evening was filled with merry-making and lighthearted fun. Despite a day full of backbreaking work beneath the beating sun Eryx seemed to be in as good of spirits as ever. He drank, ate, laughed, sang, and in general just made the best of the celebration they found themselves in the midst of. A celebration of how good life was for this little group of lowly staff amidst the harsh realities of how difficult life could be for a servant in ancient Greece. A celebration of the life that Eryx thanked the Gods he got to lead each and every day.<br/><br/>A handful of hours passed prior to Tempus turning to Eryx and admitting that he’d had his fill. Whether that was a fill of food, wine, or social interactions Eryx couldn’t be entirely sure but in response, he mere smiled warmly and nodded before standing from his chair and stretching out his body with a pleasant little groan. He patted his slightly distended abdomen as he turned to his new companion and smiled warmly. “I certainly am ready to retire for the evening. A nights rest following such a feast can only lead to a pleasant awakening come tomorrow morning,” he commented pleasantly as he offered a hand to Tempus and gently pulled him up to his feet. They began to make their way towards the door of the room and Eryx offered a bright, toothy grin as the German offered to tell him the tales of his beliefs, he nodded eagerly in response to the proposition.<br/><br/>“Tomorrow, when we’re mucking out the boxes you can tell me all the tales of your people. I’d be honored to learn, even if your beliefs aren’t in line with what I suspect they may be,” he responded pleasantly, resting a hand on the larger man’s shoulder as they began making their way back down the footpath to the stables, leaving the bustling noise of the feast behind them as they strolled through the cool night below the star-dappled sky. “Tonight I’d imagine you would be more keen on resting than lying up for a chat. The first few weeks of labor are always the most difficult, from what I’ve seen in groomsmen in the past, but your body will adapt. Not that you need to adapt too terribly much with the physique you maintain,” he commented with a soft chuckle, leading Tempus back into the barns and up into the loft where they would retire for the eve.