Hades accepted her apology, but he wasn't quite sure how to let her know that. He wasn't sure he'd ever had to do that before. He wished there had been a way to make it so she had gone first instead of him. Apparently answering an apology with an apology worked well, but Hades had already apologized for everything he could have. For a fraction of a moment, he searched for the appropriate words. In the end, Hades nodded. He understood. Hades knew a thing about prejudgments. “Well from what you say, that must be pretty foolish of them, mustn't it?” Hades said dryly. He almost smiled.
After considering the different contexts her speech could have been in, Hades still wasn't sure he agreed about it's applicability. But he supposed that she was trying to help. Why, he still wasn't sure, but that this was her intention wasn't lost on him. The goddess was a certain way. There was a certain quality to her that Hades couldn't find the word for. Later he would figure out that the word he was looking for was 'friendly.'
He probably wouldn't have responded to the statement, and let it disappear the moment it was said like all words tried to do, but she'd paused beforehand. She hadn't just said it, she'd said it with reluctance. She didn't need to do that. Hades hated being lied to. He'd rather be stabbed through the chest than the back. He appreciated that she was honest about what she thought. Even if Hades didn't like everything she said, he respected her for that. “I don't know.” Hades told her. “But I'll keep it in mind if I find the right one.” He started walking again.
Then Hades blinked back. Partly because that she'd made that classification error in the first place puzzled him, but mostly because she'd ricocheted back to it that suddenly. “Olympians are people from Olympus,” Hades said. “They were born on Olympus, or grew up there, or lived there consecutively instead of stayed, or have property there, or at least called it 'home' instead of Olympus once either accidentally or on purpose. I haven't done any of those things. I don't even live there right now.” It had been a small thing. But Hades cared about the distinction. If she was going to call him a petty wannabe ruler who was just like his father and never did anything, the least she could do was refrain from implying Hades was going to do it from the top of some mountain.