“Get the hell out of my nursery,” Hades said, pointing at them. “I’ll explain later if I feel like it.”

Oh no, Hades was already a little intoxicated, wasn’t he?

Elidibus and Lahabrea weren’t cowed by the threat display, and unwisely came down from the high ledge to stand before them. “Your nursery, Emet-Selch?” Lahabrea asked with an accusing tone. “Were you planning on telling us at all, about any of this?”