"Hrm?" Lorna asked, looking up. It felt like someone was trying to gouge their way out of her skull with an ice pick. And wasn't bothering to be nice about it. Or she was birthing the reincarnation of Athena. Either way. She had quite a few humanities classes and now it was very easy to feel sympathy as to why Zeus would break his head open to stop the pain.
"Oh," headache, he had asked. That was putting it mildly, "Yeah, a bit of one." Understatement, thy name was Lorna Amilee Dane.