"I'm not overly fond of confined spaces myself," Demeter said, eyeing up the roof above them. She was more of an open fields woman.
"Lower Ghede?" Demeter asked with curiously. "I'm not familiar. From where do your people come?" At his role however, she gave a small smile. "I too walk with the dead sometimes, granting the humans passage into the blessed islands of Greece. My daughter, she's the queen of the dead."