"Then don't pretend to know me--you shouldn't even know I exist. She rarely talks about me!" Which stung. To know she was some secret, or burden, that Demeter kept to herself, only telling a select few. But, it was done out of love, wasn't it? Done to protect her. Done to ensure she wouldn't fall into Zeus' hands...

But here she was in the Underworld.

"She doesn't breathe a word about me unless she has to, that is lesser than anything else. I didn't think he would care. I didn't think I would matter to Finn." A hard thing to grasp, to know someone else cared, but that was between her and Finn and not the god before her.

"I want him to be happy--regardless of what you think. I'm willing to apologize, but you willreturn me to the surface when this is over or I'll find my own damn way out."