Zeus barked a laugh at both of his questions. "You could say that. More than you realize. Son, I have a place to stay, the shelters provide meals when I want them and I don't want a job. I've had jobs. Many many jobs. If I really wanted to I could quit what I'm doing to myself right now, clean up and find a job. I'm here because I want to be here. I know what you're trying to do because there've been many before you and there'll be many after you who're going to try to make me 'improve' my life. But did you ever stop to wonder if this is what I want?"
His body was screaming at him to keep going but he stopped and turned to face the man eye to eye. "What are you really trying to do? Save my life or save my soul?" he asked bluntly. In this slightly different light the man looked a bit more familiar. There was something about the cock of his head, the way he stood and a glint in his eyes that looked so damn familiar. It was nagging at Zeus that he should know this man but not by the way he looked now. He knew now that the man was a reincarnated spirit of someone he'd once known but who? If Zeus's mind weren't so focused elsewhere he would have taken the time to figure it out.