Prometheus didn't have much time to feel put out about Hades delayed, distracted reply on account of his bedroom door deciding to spit out a flock of brightly coloured bird when Hades opened it. His house must've linked to the ornithology lab in the Acadaemia again.

"Oh, come on! I fixed that problem a century ago!" He groaned, sitting up. He found it hard to be truly annoyed, though, especially when a few birds landed on the bed next to him, hopping onto his legs or shoulders. He always did attract birds without trying - animals in general, really, and they all tended to instantly love him.

Probably a Lifestream thing.

"But you guys are cute, though..." he crooned, gently stroking one handsome bird perched on his thigh, smiling when it affectionately nibbled on his finger. Ah. Birds. They were perfect. How he loved them, these brilliant little things... "Hades, aren't they cute?"