He groaned good-naturedly, but he wasn't too surprised. "It's how people tend to depict me, it's true. But no, no cloak. There's more shadows around me down Below, but that's sort of a given." He tipped his head, thinking. "It's weird, whenever you see Valkyries in art, there's always three or four of them, and they have wings. And those weird...horned hats."
"He's one of mine," he said softly. "Or rather, one of Hades'. So yes, he needs the coins. You pay the ferryman, I take you across. Some traditions never quite change. And he doesn't deserve to wander on the banks of the Rivers for 100 years."