If Elidibus or Lahabrea showed up in the next several weeks, Hades had no qualms about dodging them entirely. He did his duties, damn it.

“You know I could make you a nest with barely any effort,” Hades said crossing his arms. “But I thought you’d enjoy the yol. Also probably a better nest, since I’m an architect and not a bird.”

And Hythlodaeus’ smart comment... He was still reeling that it was really him. What had he done, exactly?

“If I let them think you were anything other than a midwife, they would make your life hell. And you would influence a culture beyond recognition,” not that he was necessarily wholly against that. But...