[At least he isn't pressing. She knows if he did, she'd erupt all over him. As she has in the past. Megaera can frequently keep her temper in check, but when it comes to Zagreus, there is something uniquely about him that keeps her frequently on her toes. It's not very easy to keep herself disciplined. Especially when he's so good at finding the cracks in her proverbial armour.

He remains where he is and she simply stares at him, evidently in no particular mood to begin celebrating or showing any sort of grand display of their so-called alliance. Whatever it is. She's sure she'll be hearing no shortage of complaints from his father.]

Yes, well. [Because what else can she really say? A decent portion of her wants to go hide in the lounge with Thanatos and discuss things at great length with him. Find out where he stands with everything. Figure out how he's handling things. Undoubtedly, he has a little more grace than she does.] No rest for the weary is what you're saying.

[There is a nagging thought there, however. If she travels with him, there's a likelihood, almost a guarantee, that they'll happen across her sisters. And that speaks for itself, really. A job is a job and she may not be able to say no in the face of her reigning lord.]

If you wanted to ask me on a date, there's better ways to put it. You might be better off there on your own.

[Alecto will never let me hear the end of this.]