Hades had always been one that kept to himself, not having much of a choice considering the domain he had... attained thanks to a short straw, for lack of a better term. He had to chuckle to himself as he saw how often his visage was portrayed, simply because he ruled the Underworld. How few knew that the face he had was the one he did.
Phoebe seemed to be acting strangely, her sudden mention of missing men. He had to wonder what brought the change. He was lonely as well, missing his Persephone and much of his family since their disappearances. Even if he was loathe to admit how much. Yes, he kept to himself and most of his family probably despised him, but that was the way with the Gods and Titans, wasn't it?
Stepping into the inn, he tilted his head when the front desk clerk merely offered a smile and a gesture to where he would find his dear aunt. Graceful as a feline, he made his way up the steps to her door. He merely gave a single knock before entering the room.