He does grow on you doesn’t he? Like mould or something. We can’t kill him, his our sweet little homicidal dovey. Now I have to go and find him again. I need it so Heph can fix my spear. I’ll do it later though
That little bastard ishe one so crazy or so brave to actually face us and fight against us. And he hates mom too so… He won me with that.*rolls eyes *Wai did you… Hephaestus? You both are friends now?