What a surprising suggestion from Hades! Prometheus would've expected him to insist on nesting in his private island for ultimate protection, but... it was kind of dull there, and lonely. Here, their child wouldn't be cooped up in a gilded cage! They could go out, explore the world, talk to the younger races and learn to get along with them! The Steppe tribes, at least, seemed reluctant to hurt them, and were a lot kinder than the Ishgardians.

The more Prometheus thought about it, the more he warmed up to it.

"That's a wonderful idea," he crooned, nuzzling Hades back. Oh, how he loved this fussy old fool, "But... what about Hythlodaeus? I mean, I know he's a shade but... I dunno, I'd feel bad if we left him at your loner island."