Hades stood, quietly trying to move out of Prometheus’ sight line before trying to wave away Elidibus and Lahabrea. Lahabrea folded his arms, Elidibus looked between the two, trying to understand what exactly was going on here.

Hades’ head snapped back over at the constipation comment. “Stop likening all of this to that,” Hades said dryly, realizing his mistake too late. Hopefully Prometheus wouldn’t look over his shoulder—

“Hythlodaeus, is that really you?” Lahabrea asked aloud. Even Elidibus seemed shocked by that.