Prometheus climbed to his feet with the grace of a newborn deer, awkwardly walking using Hades for balance. He had an uneasy feeling - Hades looked solemn, his shoulders weighed down as he led him into the beautiful house. It was so Hades in design, Prometheus couldn't help but smile a little.

That smile didn't last when Hades sat him down and dropped that bombshell on him.

At first it didn't quite sink in. His mind couldn't quite comprehend the fact that Amaurot was gone. Yes, there'd been no trace of it when he first woke up in this world, but... he thought it was hidden away from these rushing, violent younger races. Not... gone. Completely? Utterly...?

"But, you said Amaurot was far away," he said blankly, his tone a little lost and confused.