With one last look at the picture, Ren switched the camera off, setting it aside in favor of picking up his mug of hot chocolate again. The room smelled of cinnamon and cream, as well as the scent of chocolate, a faint earthy smell, and apples. It made Ren feel very...relaxed. Almost sleepy, but not quite. A better term for it would be calm, and he settled more comfortably against his brother.

One quick glance to the side and he could see the scowl on his face; it was such a Jove-ish look that it made Ren smile. How long has it been since I've seen that petulant look on his face? he wondered, taking a swallow of the now somewhat lukewarm drink. All I saw was a deadness this morning; that hollow-eyed gaze.

But that was gone, replaced by a very familiar, very reassuring Jove-y scowl. Ren smiled. Then he raised his drink.

"Here's to us," Ren said, and clinked his mug against Jove's.