"Olympus doesn't have much use for me now, it seems," she said dryly. "They're far too busy with themselves, as long as the fire doesn't go out, I don't think most of them care."
She cast another glance around Elysium, feeling drawn to its sense of quiet and calm, drinking it in like a flower would the rain. "Well I don't think Hecate thinks I'm completely useless, and Charon seems nice enough," she told him. "And if this would be my lot for the rest of time, I would be content with that."
"This darkness was not forced upon me," she told him, standing a little straighter. "I walked into this darkness of my own choice, I was not thrust here out of fear and the inability to behave as a father should."