They're just gods, though, right? ['He is a god, but he is just a god, if you'll forgive me that bit of treason, there,' Achilles had said. He's witnessed how petty and fickle the gods' moods were, which made Mount Olympus look a little smaller in his mind.
That and the large, imposing figure of his Father standing on snow, grousing some sort of mournful speech, had been replaced by the way he knelt on the molten puddle as the Styx took him with a curse.
He starts, though, not shocked at the strong grip on his wrist but at the suggestion.] Oh. Do you have one?
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That and the large, imposing figure of his Father standing on snow, grousing some sort of mournful speech, had been replaced by the way he knelt on the molten puddle as the Styx took him with a curse.
He starts, though, not shocked at the strong grip on his wrist but at the suggestion.] Oh. Do you have one?