"Uh, no..." Prometheus said, "We're not fighting."

Not yet, anyways, he thought wryly, already anticipating for sparks to fly when Hades finally told him what the hell was happening in this world. But, that wouldn't be for a few decades, maybe centuries at most, so there's no need to talk about that elephant in the room just yet.

"Let's say he's our, uh, spokesperson?" Prometheus paused, "Oracle? Is that the word..."