Achilles huffed lightly, not with annoyance however as he may have prior. That usual spirit of his was back, one much more calm than had unleashed within all the nightmares and faulty lines he'd crossed.
"If it wasn't for that flighty mortal of mine, rest assured I would be in a more displeasing mood than this." He wouldn't have been here and that blow to his head would have taken him back down to the murky waters of Hades.
His eyes didn't once leave hers, but there was clear uneasiness in his voice. "My son," he stated.