"Cerebus behaved admirably. Far better than Garm, who still does seem to have a shoe fetish." She smiled after receiving the warm welcome from Darkness. Hel let Nyx lead her without protest. She adored the older goddess, and knew that she would follow her anywhere. Of course, she'd been here before, so the nervousness she once felt no longer held sway.
She'd been accepted by Erebos just as easily as Nyx had said she would. The god looked at her no more strangely than Nyx had, once the initial shock of her appearance had worn off. There was never any getting past that first look. It was those that stuck around for a second look that were worth getting to know.
"The advice worked for a bit, but I'm afraid he went back to his old habits. And really, I don't mind too much. It keeps him happy, and a happy Garm is a good thing."
"So, what are we having for dinner tonight?" It didn't occur once to Hel that there might be others in attendance. If Nyx had shared those thoughts with her, she might have bolted right out the gates and back home.