A flap of his wings and Thanatos landed in front of the orphanage. Lip between his teeth, he shut his eyes so he'd appear to just who he was there for, praying to Zeus that it would be a caretaker there. He hated himself for it, and hated to admit such in general, but he couldn't help the pity deep down when it came to him taking children. He much preferred old souls who had lived out their lives. Dark eyes opened, and he saw why he'd came -- A little boy with auburn hair. He let out a soft exhale, then let his wings fold behind him. Wordlessly, he looked down at Casper, dark brows furrowed slightly. He wondered if he would speak, or if he could even see the god in front of him.
