Hythlodaeus’ silence unnerved him, but there wasn’t enough time to really dissect that or press him over it. He supposed the time would eventually come when their resurrected had to face the ugliness of their actions.

Hades tries to smooth out his demeanor, finding it coming easily. Prometheus would have loved to have some yol attendants even in Amaurot. What they might have done to be useful, he didn’t know.

“Welcome home, sweetheart,” he said, a little tongue in cheek. He had gotten quite comfortable at this point and did not look forward to getting up for Prom.