I found the memory crystals you made and finished the work you could not. I carried on your will— and made my new old friend promise the same. It was easy enough to divert him from following Elidibus too soon. A couple crystals here and there... winding down to an empty street. I entrusted them to him. Surely that is what you wanted.

[ He folds his hands as he takes a seat at the table, simply watching Hades. ]

And I suppose I had some time to languish in the ways we are enmeshed. Some time to think by myself... to think upon myself. Even if our dear “hero” could not remember my name.

Cut me a big piece. I do feel as though I haven’t eaten in a week.