Sassafras-Tea

"What exactly do you mean when you say 'disappear?'" Thyme inquired. She shifted uneasily in her chair and her leg kept bobbing up and down, longing for the comfortable couches and armchairs at home. On her left, she could hear the steady rhythm of Eneis' fingers rapping on the side of his thigh. Sitting here must be murder to him. They had been sitting here for about 20 minutes, but being confined to a chair inside a small office for this amount of time felt like 2 hours to the usual demigod. She could tell he was itching to get out of here and she felt very much the same, but clearly that was not an option. As she glanced to the side, she s