Hades paused. He technically did have a child who looked like him. His grandson looked nothing like him but his great-grandson... but. Well. He’d thoroughly destroyed that relationship, hadn’t he? He didn’t claim to know Zenos very well, though. He must have just turned twenty-one. “Hmm. I suppose he does have an agemate, after a fashion...”

Hades laughed as Aza spread his weight out over the both of them. “I can hardly imagine how big he’s going to get,” Hades mused. “But that won’t be for thousands of years.”