It took Hades another moment to speak. His eyes fluttered open and he shifted forward to put his arms around Prometheus' shoulders. He rested his head against his boyfriend, still steadying his breaths. "You did really good," he kissed his neck and ran his fingers though Prometheus' hair.

He felt like he could doze off, right at that moment.

"Oh, what am I to do with you?" It was a vague little question, coming in at the end of Hades' regaining his senses properly.

Back then-

Hades took it as full tilt sarcasm. What, he couldn't just check his GPS? Then again, when he looked over him, he wasn't holding a phone, nor did he have anywhere to even stash one. He could understand his reluctance.

Hades sighed through his nose, reached into his coat pocket, and fished out his phone. He unlocked it with a thumbprint and handed it over. He gave the phone butler a command and asked it to route to "home". The phone complied easily, pulling up a map of where they were and where they would be.

"That's where we're going. If you'd like to call anyone, be my guest. If you would prefer we go to Hytholadeus', we can do that, too... I suppose we could even go to your place, but I would like to keep an eye on you. Do you have any idea how expensive your bail was?"