“Hadn’t thought that far. Depended on how much money I got today,” he said letting her urge him to his feet though she didn’t touch him. His knees felt even more weak than before however the chills persisted. This wasn’t how he wanted to see her again. He’d wanted to be whole for her, not this broken twisted thing he was now. It didn’t matter if he was helpless for other people, he likely wouldn’t see them again or they were just as helpless as he but Hera... the love of his life, the one woman he’d been searching for for thousands of years... for her he wanted to stand strong and be strong.
With that thought in mind, he straightened his shoulders and back and locked his knees. The effect would’ve had more weight if he hadn’t been swaying and trembling. “Where are we going?” he asked looking at her again. If this was a drug induced illusion it was one he didn’t want to stop. “More beautiful than Aphrodite.” The switch between his inner monologue and mouth was turning off and on without his control.