Hades merely stared at Prom’s face for several moments, taking it in like a parched man at a fountain. This close, he couldn’t resist kissing him, gently and chastely. It took a moment for his words to reach him.

“Hm? Oh, sorry,” he snapped his fingers to turn the rest of his hair white. “I’d forgotten...”

Hades glanced down. Ah yes. Hades stifled a laugh as he bowed his head and snapped his fingers, dressing Prometheus in something he probably wouldn’t pick on his own, but was very flattering on his form. He turned to Hythlodaeus and snapped his fingers again, dispelling the Au Ra glamour and redressing him.

Hades pulled Prometheus against him in a hug to just admire Aza. “I wonder how he’ll look as a human all considering...”