He sighed, "I think we all hoped to be spared the power play." he smiled as she seemed pleased. "I didn't know what kind of jewelry you liked so rather then assume I figured I'd let you make out of them what you please."
He let her take his hand, although it felt awkward to him. He'd always been, always would be, the quiet one. As much as he grumbled, it suited him to be amongst the dead. And his was the heaviest burden, he knew that. That's good. I want you to know that nothing is set." He paused. " I mean you don't have to do this. If you tell me you don't want me, I'll take it up with Zeus on your behalf. No birds here," he gave with half a smile. "In my new position, honesty is valued more then tricks. So I'll be frank. It's not a nice place, this home of mine. It could do with warmth, something I do feel you'll be of benefit of but it does change you. It's already changing me. More and more, I find myself belonging less to this world, and more to that one." He paused in his steps and looked at her. "And I care for you Hestia. I wouldn't want your fire to go cold. You're always kind to me. You don't deserve that."