Desire glances up, and the screens all shut off at once: The Endless offers him a smile, and runs a hand absently over his. (And if that hand passes over Regulus' left, looking for the ring -- well, that's just for comfort. Regulus couldn't have come here otherwise, right?)

"Hey," he echoes -- and a moment later, Regulus finds himself dragged bodily onto the chaise and into Desire's lap, caught up in a fierce hug.